One Last Hymn from a Gentle Bird

Crest curving like the crescent moon, And fluttering wings grown so soon.   Sweet hymns I sang in church to the Lord; But at home similar songs had soared.   I wrapped my velvet, ivory fingers around. The trust was in not making a sound.   Grey, white, and yellow--each would hug, In feathery softness... Continue Reading →

Where Youthful Choices Lead

The strict row of stuffed animals lined across my bed, quietly in their proper places. My friends paraded with frilly, dressed dolls, but I preferred a softer company. One where a Christmas snowman could snuggle up next to a Build-A-Bear koala; my bedroom kingdom prided in colorful diversity. I was so much younger, free even... Continue Reading →

The Underbrush

  I slip down the trail, lost In my own psychotic imagination. What was it? The tedious wanderings Of a small child, trying To find her way homeā€”but trapped By its twig ropes and leaf chains.   Where was I? The forest Refuses to speak; a transformation I must endure. Streaky-bleak skies, my Only map... Continue Reading →

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