June I held the promise gingerly -- A blue jay with a broken wing Heartbeat humming, hopeful I forget, If the sun was bright and unbearable that day -- or was it drizzling in that soft grey way Murmuring of forgotten things Musings in retro- specht, poking holes in living bark I looked out at you, breath caught -- Blue mound sleeping fitfully, shallow, chest heating rapid thumps – still I refused To let go
Autumn came before i knew it, leaves turning golden, brown And he slept, little eyelids flickering Dreaming --
Quietly, I left him on the fallen tree by the moss, consolation, and walked away. Not by choice.
It rained today, swelling like a monsoon through my body, Heaving. And I found myself wandering... Reaching Bits of moss clinging to crumbling tree trunk Little bones -- I hope it didn’t hurt, that soft-landing, that severing.
Layered Fragments, Becoming Whole 