I’m humming…
When a body
put
a pressure on
me,
when its
conditional
chain armor
shows
in disguise
ostensibly
the
programmed,
squeezed,
frozen me…
I’m humming…
an eye into
sky,
a beak knocks
in the glass
helmet –
I’m humming…
yellow in the
blue,
penetrating
the time, dimensions
step
skipping, leap,
flit flutter
fly
through
leafs, lives,
the transient
path…
Notes: I was inspired by photo and quote I found on Carrie's Van Horn blog "A Net Full of Butterflies". Thank you, Carrie!
At some point we all find our true and inner song. Wonderful piece and thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteGood titles.. Humming is definitely a good start☺
ReplyDeleteHum a happy tune and away one can go, enjoying life
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you found the attribution on this. I saw the pic in the side bar at PU and really like it, there is def a story there. Need to see if it is open source so I can use it too. We have to be careful of our armors, they keep us from the world as well.
ReplyDeleteLove the inspiration you grabbed from the pic.. I can clearly see how birds would look like this, taking control over humans though,
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