Tag Archives: Saddness

Without Substance

Without substance without form
a translucent bubble
Beautiful yet bound to gravity

Afraid to land and disappear
to leave no trace
I pop just a faint damp ring.

See me hear these words
like whispers faint
They are empty and vanish

They burst and implode collapse
as a dying star
A black hole remains concealed

The ghost of my former self
my copy in a mirror
Sparks too far gone to flame


Fledglings

She hovers and circles and rides the wind
It caresses her face and the azure sky fills her vision
She is searching…for pretties to line her nest?
For sustenance for her small ones?
For her mate? For the ones she can see flying in the distance?

Circling and circling ever higher
Straining to reach those distant wishes
She beats her wings and claws at the knots at her feet
She remembers
She remembers…He

He arrives when time says he should
He arrives and binds her
He arrives and slips the hood over her eyes
He arrives commanding her to hunt, to fly, to gather
He commands and the tether tightens and darkness quickens

Succumbing to the darkness the pretties begin to fade
The ones riding the distant currents glide futher away
The only thing she can hear is the small ones
She is surrounded…yet alone
Her tears feed the fledglings


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