Bright-er by mindgallery
Sometimes i feel like
a caged bird
or a
wild horse i
can’t
decide
*
always amongst the dark
ash burning
bright
*
i see three
trunks
and 1 tree
covered
in moss
and
filigree
oh . my . god …
I saved so many mindgallery poems that were posted to the Brooklyn Missed Connections over the years. Every week I scan through some of them looking for just the right piece that articulates how I’m feeling – and this week, Bright-er jumped right out at me. All that moss and filigree, birds and horses… oh. my. god. 🙂
