Poetry: No Marrow

I watch you

Hoping around the twigs

Hanging upside down

From the tiniest sliver of wood

Light and carefree

Yet obviously well fed

Beautiful colors

Lovely song

“Be more like the birds

They don’t worry”, I think

How can I when my bones

Are not filled with air

But of heavy marrow?

Heavy with duty and plans

Weighed down with projects

Slighted by calendar dates

And numbers that don’t add up

My human flight drags by

Day to day, no bouncing here

But a determined searching

Looking for morsels to feed the spirit

Think like a bird-

I could be one-

Is it the state of mind that matters?

Or the transformation?

And when do the two become one?

Mind and matter

Flight and fancy

Living and alive

We are cousins little bird

As you hop around the maple

Barren of summer leaves

I watch and learn

My untamed past stirs in the blood

Reminding me of the origins

Forcing breath of life into

The marrow that weighs me down

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Published by Shannon Laws

Like my writing? Want to hear me read my poetry? Please visit https://chickadeeproductions.bandcamp.com/releases and download some today. Only $1.00 a poem! Shannon Laws is a Pacific Northwest poet. Her story-telling poetry has touched many hearts and minds. She is the author of four poetry books, the most recent “Fallen” published by Independent Writer’s Studio Press. Shannon has received two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Community Champion Award for promoting local artists on community radio and encouraging peace and understanding through community poetry events. She makes her home in Bellingham, Washington, USA. View more posts