I’ve always been maverick
a wild horse seeking higher quieter ground
watching the world from private precipice
with wary eye and distrustful gut
My inner tinkerbell
ever searching egress to escape
and when she does slip through
an unattended window and acquaints herself
with freedom
the laughing and dancing goes on for days
sometimes weeks
But she is always caught
and returned to her bottle
Unable to understand
the dangers out there
the beasts who intend her
harm
Only seeing butterflies
and sunshine
she cries behind closed doors
begging for blue sky
and unfettered freedom
I cry a little too
but I am dedicated to her safety
vigilant in her protection
no white knight
looks after her heart
or shields her from murderous fools
hungry for her soul
Perfection does not live
here
But I do
Mistakes are not
strangers
but constant companions
Words trip and fluster
at furious speed
Flaws
too many to name
Stammers and stutters
make their own tunes
Regrets wait in the wings
and anxiously.
The past simmers in a pot
on the stove
its aroma taunts and
begs me
to taste
Thoughts fly ahead
of my grasp
I flail in shiftless
winds
that tumble me
down tuneless tunnels
Blink against
an angry sun
The whispers echo
a distant hurt
with neither face
nor name
The circle encloses
in the beyond
and I watch from
the edge
Chattering teeth
shivering soul
and the darkness
comes
to eat the Moon
but her spirit
glides past
and she colours
the dawn with
greens and violets
Her sweet song
coaxes the sky
to Open
and I am reBorn
