She sat in her nest,
still abuzz from all the tweeting
and the flying around, here and there,
and waited, and waited,
not a flutter from her wings, not a peep,
until a great calm dawned on her.
She could feel her heart, big,
and the velvet noose
gently touching her throat, all around,
and then the wetness of half tears;
meanwhile, breathing softly,
and holding herself with kind love.
She remembered the dream
about her young in distress
and how pained she had been,
at the sight of her, circling and circling,
with hardly any sustenance;
and her heart ached even more.
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Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Seiho. I love how poetry engages both the heart and the imagination.
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