ShelterA Poem by Kristina Moulaison
Nervous leaves sway and tremble, hanging on to spindly whipping
arms that rise and fall like frightened octopus appendages, pausing haphazard, aloft, seeking succor
A solitary bench rolls by like sullen laundry, a tumbleweed of steely arms and legs fashioned to a cranky back
White pickets are plucked like teeth flung by a bulky, black-market dentist selling roots
On the gnarled remains of a trees’ cracked branch, a scarlet tanager clings, talons stretched wide and beak tucked tight, as if asleep
His eyes move back and forth under feathered lashes, wings twitching like doves © 2017 Kristina Moulaison |
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Added on May 12, 2016 Last Updated on February 9, 2017 Tags: chaos, protection, inner peace, faith AuthorKristina MoulaisonBellingham, WAAboutI write. Read me. We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, la.. more..Writing
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