Sunday, September 13, 2009

After months of silence,
stillness, she is thin -
hangs her wings out to dry.
Her wings.
Her reward for
endurance, faith.
Slim veins pump blood and strength
into her
her great black and orange wings
beat their reward fiercely.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

o! i'm so glad you're writing again

Derrick Tyson-Adams said...

Me, too.