Drops on feather


It’s windy outside,
The sun’s off to hide.
It’ll be cold tonight,
So pick up your stride.

It’s breezy, the weather
My possession: a feather.
From a place yonder
An angel’s? I wonder.

Calmly arises the apathy,
So strong and so mighty.
The tingle of anxiety,
But precedes serenity.

Here’s the flag of surrender,
Of one true great defender.
To a place so tender:
My heart, or its remainder.

But weather won’t abide
Come high or low tide.
Predictions aside,
Come run and hide.
Come, Run out of your hide

-10th August, 2015


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