carried home

Dove - by Douglas Robertson

I am cradled in the silent rush 

the feathered threads of his white wings straining  

                                                                                                                       toward bliss. 

Hovering sentries singing me safely through~with the beating of their wings. 

And the heart of the white bird carries me home without so much as a whisper.

Writing by Teri H Hoover- June 20, 2011

 

Prompted by artwork - Dove by Douglas Robertson

 

Artist Douglas Robertson has worked
for over 20 years on collaboration projects
with some of the UK's most renowned poets.
Please visit his website here- Douglas Robertson

walking

the oddly almost overcast day
breezily exhaled with a laugh
flipping my skirt around my legs
and tickling my knees until they smiled