Feather of Spring

i roll with curlin’ fingers of
her tide and crash land
somewhere on my
blinder side

still best damn view
of this wasted

litter swirls in icy jig with
debris kicked up and
the brittle bits of
deader leaves..

seagulls givin’ chase-
my trash, their

it’s ever been
the same

our dawn sky

and as a feather of spring
weather tickles
my brain

..i’m raw.

image: https://www.dreamstime.com/photos-images/feather-sand.html

image: https://makeagif.com/gif/american-beauty-thomas-newman-from-the-plastic-bag-scene-Ut4EIA

Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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