Sweet songbird
hush youthful ignorance
chase fresh posture
under beds, where Monsters lay
in puddles of anticipation
crawl after
force into arms of
battle
songbird lullaby, my only weapon
whistle familiar tunes
bread crumbs
to
bring battled body back
should Monsters
find amusement
Sweet female
origin of song,
eject me from your womb
pass me to nature
instincts grow
fight vs. flight
both
Dear friends
who
cannot
abandon,
they ARE the natural teacher.
maggiemaeijustsaythis 
This too! Just had an on-line argument about the importance of sound in poetry. This handles sound brilliantly as well as ominous and beautiful images.
As ever you put words together, one after the other, in the most delightful way 🙂 x
I like the alliteration, and the whole poem causes much thought.
Thanks for your interest in my blog. I really love how you arrange words and the images that they create. I’ll be back to read a lot more. Looking forward to it.
This is a wonderful birds eye view of life.
❤
Oh my!! I love this one :3!! See ya around
You must stick to your conviction, but be ready to abandon your assumptions.~ Denis Waitley obtained from Abandonment Quotes