Katrina Kaye

never learned to nest

allows feathers to fall
without a thought to
where they may land

I too
am often on the wing

telling stories of lives
I could never take apart

this bird breaks to pieces
part of the puzzle that
wedged creation together

this birdsong

sweet as time

reaches

never touches

where should I hide
if not into myself

“this bird” is previously published on the Weekly Write (2020) and Saturday Salon (2020).