Poetry Train #93


Wrapped inside a warm embrace,
I slumber,
Unaware without dreams.

Then a spark burns through me,
I awake,
Stretching inch by inch.

Emerging and unfurling,
I breathe,
Absorbing sunlight.

With my wings dry,
I fly,
Far more beautiful than I once was.

—T.A. Chase c.2009

3 Responses “Poetry Train #93”

  1. brooks says:

    Sweet and lovely. Thanks.

  2. Rhonda says:

    Jambrea, you are so right. And I’m so ready for spring.

  3. Jambrea says:

    How pretty and it makes me thing of spring! 🙂

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