Abuse, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Institutionalization, Miscellaneous, Poetry, Poetry + Prose, Poetry + Prose, Prose, Psychological Fiction, Short Stuff Sunday

Glorious Bird

Glorious Bird

I am a glorious bird

Placed on the windowsill

Where I am free to watch

All that composes me

Everything I am made of

And all that’s bread into me

I am perched upon shelf

Staring out at freedom

Knowing my keeper loves me

Enough to value safety

Over life and deed

So clipped my glorious wings

Leaving me free

To envy in others

Everything that I am

Rendered useless to do and dream.

 

 

By Wildfire8470

© August 18, 2019 at 10:53 PM

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