Wings broken,
tired of fighting,
she chooses to hide in the open.
Lips move, hands type as
figurative feet
find purchase
dancing among scented paper flowers.
Written for: Monday Musings: May 5, 2014 - Word/Phrase Prompt
A Promise Kept
Post-it® Poem from April 30th on a 3x3 note. And that's it for this year! :) Thanks for following along...
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Post-it® Poem from April 30th on a 3x3 note. And that's it for this year! :) Thanks for following along...
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