Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

poem-wings November 23, 2016

Creeping along, devouring everything in sight,

unsatisfied,

wrapped up in strings of your own making

wound up in yourself

chrysalis

waiting for wings.

Patience is a virtue.

You break free, stretch,

the new you quivers with discovery.

You fly,  fill life with sweetness,

bring joy to those who watch you

waltz with the wind

until

you fall life-less.

The core of you crumbles,

but the breeze captures the wings left behind

and carries them,

curling and flipping

to the sky.

 

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14 Responses to “poem-wings”

  1. plainmama Says:

    Felt the journey. So good.

  2. A great poem. I love the alliteration (waltz with the wind…the core of you crumbles) throughout the piece.

  3. This brings to mind the swirling leaves, carried up into the sky, by a slight breeze, on the otherwise still morning that took my beloved to her true home.

  4. Forgiven Says:

    Beautiful words ❤
    Tamara


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