Recovery – A Poem

The eagle has lost many feathers and its skinned is burned from the fires of ignorance. The eagle has lost many feathers and its feet are shackled with iron forged of lies. The eagle has lost many feathers but it will, given time, learn to fly again.

Finish the Race – A Poem

Dragging my feet as I near the finish line. Each step, a weighted leg ankle, knee, thigh… The ribbon wavers in the wind, the cheers around the marker are distant despite being as close as an embrace. I make it forward only through will because my body responds like I’m running through cement that is … Continue reading Finish the Race – A Poem

Scratching while blank – A Poem

My cat paws at my leg, wanting scratches while I write. I gently scratch behind her ears, listening to her purr luxuriously while I stare at the blank Word document in front of me. Inspiration takes its time finding me while my cat enjoys the moments of bliss from attention that is often provided but … Continue reading Scratching while blank – A Poem