to be a bird of great wing,
pulling across the folds
of cloudy space
intimately familiar of each
turn between misty
white finials
with a quick flap—
out of reach,
into the opening of a
grey mountain—
evading the glimpse of
all but the sharpest
earthbound
eye...
"that space between mists"
© 2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
to be a bird of great wing,
pulling across the folds
of cloudy space
intimately familiar of each
turn between misty
white finials
with a quick flap—
out of reach,
into the opening of a
grey mountain—
evading the glimpse of
all but the sharpest
earthbound
eye...
"that space between mists"
© 2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
