Caged Bird

…
She of feathers. She of song.
She of longing and hope
perched deep. She of unquiet
sleep and azure dreams. She
of distant shores and shadowed
bars. She of want and wandered
things. She stands. Stills,

…………………………………….sings.

 

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Prompted by Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 11.