tail feathers

random thoughts frequently run through me; “tail feathers” begins with a random line, shared here, along with the first and last stanzas:

 

tail feathers

 

I wonder if it hurts when a pigeon drags tail feathers on concrete

 

Jonathan Byrd’s song, “Father’s Day”, made me cry

not because my father’s gone

but because I don’t miss him

my feathers stir shame with cement in my bag of sand

because I miss his absence

 

 

sometimes, my wings sing lonely

my songs oil my feathers

oil will get me where I’m going

it won’t take me home

 

© 19 October 2019

Cindy B. Stevens

 

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