shriek.

 

 

bones brittle, words so little

under the bristled, soft feathers

I am supplemental to the air.

 

beak shy, so many little words

it cracks under the liberty

of a dawning world, sky, universe.

 

wingspan, balance, these words mean so little

over the hovering lives

of mountains… majestic

 

I scream an incredible cry

shaken so deep inside my lovely bones,

 

words mean nothing.

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2 thoughts on “shriek.

  1. Indigo Sands says:

    I am supplemental to the air.

    Not sure what it is about that line. I could read it over and over. Beautiful xIndigox

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