Scarred
by years,
once shiny face
browning, peeling away
as charred pepper.
Awaiting
while winter dews
seeping through
sweeping hope
of restoration.
Solitude
the trusted advisor
a partner in part
on date nights
out in the open.
Breathing
coldness piercing
ornament for the porch
a hollow cage
in search of bird.
Inspired by:
“I am a cage, in search of a bird.”
Franz Kafka
nice piece 🙂
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Thanks much!
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you’re welcome 🙂
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