i trusted the earth
to catch me as i plummeted
my wings dissolving
when i realized
i had no instinct
to soar
i was not disappointed
in her embrace
floating and leaving no trace
i trusted the earth
to catch me as i plummeted
my wings dissolving
when i realized
i had no instinct
to soar
i was not disappointed
in her embrace
we have some moonlight–
the only clothes we can bear
when we tremble side to side
your heart is a bird
shuddering and flying free
you draw me soaring after
—–
Hat tip to Elusive Trope for writing in this form, a sedoka, and to Shadow Poetry for a fine definition of sedoka and katauta.
down through a blanket of clouds
ears popping
and the pressure between the eyes
reminding me
that i am home