Saturday, October 18, 2014

Soft Landing (He Never Loved You)

An inkling of him lands
flutters in the chest
chatters in her ear
pecks at her fingers
and toes until it nests
forms an eggshell
around fragments, words

until one day long before
first light comes a singing
an intonation a prayer
of sorts that offers
a glimpse into something
sacredly fragile a fraction
of what once was –

poem manifested
bright with feathers.

Debbie Calverley

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