surviving frozen
in the shell of abandoned
wing shivers of red
hatching on empty
fragility of hoping
spring will rise from ash
a featherless bird
i fly the ice of winter
searching for freedom
Susie Clevenger 2021
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Monday, October 25, 2021
Nesting Moan of Winter
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We danced to the end of the world on piano keys warmed by the moon. ©Susie Clevenger 2021 American Sentence: Seventeen syllables The Sunda... -
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