she returned
my stolen knot wings broken
and gave me whale
mixed with trinkets and scorn
to prove that she was well
she is not well
i slipped my wings
gently back on
gave the whale
to my pocket
to contemplate
later on
slipping through door
in the wee soul hours
shuttered and locked behind
wayfaring the north road home
4 responses to “stolen knot wings broken”
Those wee soul hours!
Both the best and worst hours… 😉
Love this one. Hits just right.
Thank you Tara. 💙
I woke up far too early with the first two lines in my head…