Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Feathered


See the words I picked out of a Kahlil Gibran book, The Prophet, here. Read my poem, here:



Feathered


I dwell wingless

before winter’s black-mossed

and boundless leafy seas


I want to be

A little unfolding silhouette

Opening out

Revealing space

erasing darkness that perched once


away they’ve flown together-

a drifting net of downy-gray

a fragile mist


I close my eyes

and fly

1 comment:

sarah said...

That is beautiful! It's the first poem I've read in a long while that I've really sat with and read properly, and it touched my heart.