and when the birds flutter
about my rib cage
they leave feathers tucked inside
that sing of poetry
-just breathe-
feathers
and when the birds flutter
about my rib cage
they leave feathers tucked inside
that sing of poetry
-just breathe-
This is beautiful. Talks to my anxiety and the fluttering in my chest. I need to let the birds escape from their bony prison.
Wow. This is why I love poetry so much. When I wrote this, I had an entirely different perspective but you just proved how powerful and medicinal words can be. We each see and take what we need. Thank you for leaving this. Your perspective and what this gave you warms my soul and gives me that encouraging voice to keep writing ❤️
Your work is amongst my favourite Jen, it’s beautiful and says so much ❤⚘
sigh…that makes me smile…you my dear have equally enjoyable words that I adore 🥰
axis
a bird on the wire
caw haw
the jack daw