Poetry ~ Betrayal

Poetry

~ Betrayal ~

The wounded bird soars

                  with a blood-soaked breast.

Swirling,

                 Crashing,

                                                            or … Soaring Higher.

– terre   031117

Thank you for visiting. ~ terre

Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons  (c)2021

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