This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.

The thing with feathers

Written in

by

Hope.
These feathers.
Fly.
Leap off. First Branch.
Terrifying.
Step into Air.
How foolish!
all that can
Catch me.
Stop Ground.
Reaching me.
Stop Gravitty.
(It never stops)
Pull me down.
(It never stop at all)
At long last.
Feet to Earth.
Crash Out.
of nest.
Leave me.
Distressed.
(it I escape Eternity For a Second)
(It never stops. it never stops. At all)
The wings
Tiny things.
Ready baby bird?
claim that air.
sing the tune.
without the words.
sing the tune.
your voice.
your words.
it never stops.
it never stops.
it ever stops.
at all.

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