Spirits

Many spirits have lived here,

It’s nooks and corners all too familiar;

Life gives up it’s ghost in despair

Like the carcass of the bird lying,

The pink of its flesh exposed in the sun

When expectations crash against the

Shards of time, optimism folds it’s wings,

Buffeted by the storms, it buries its head

In its wings, waiting for the moment

To take flight.

The soil, the trees and the river

All shake and quiver,

Quickened by the spirit;

At other times to lie flat

To die.

Washed away in Time’s flow

Family dwindles as members go

Only memories shine and glow.

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Published in Memories: A Poetry Anthology in 2022 on Amazon Kindle.