
I rarely write free verse.
At the Cochise Writer’s Celebration on Friday, I got a random prompt I couldn’t resist.
A Bird Softly Soars
Wings spread
Flitting among trees
Never landing for long
Seeking perfection
A nest, safe, shaded
Home
For but one season
Weeks of waiting
The newness of life
Nurturing
Fledglings take flight
On tentative wings
A hop, a jump, a flap
Away!
South
To new lands
Known but to the soul
Always returning
Building nests
The cycle unbroken
But for Man
LDT April 5, ‘24
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submit this to the Audubon society sometime! it is sooo good!
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