Song Bird

Song bird, did you hear,

The crack of bones on bones,

While you were gliding through the trees,

While you were spinning up a branch-

And landing in your nest with ease?

Song bird, did you feel

The fear soaked sweat, drenching skins of different shades,

Or the heavy weight of hate-

It’s burden all consuming,

Crushing those beneath it and snuffing out their light. 

Song bird, were you scared,

When innocent blood flooded the street?

When desperate gasps for air, for oxygen, for life, 

Were met with ignorant, cold resolve?

Song bird, was it easier-

To burrow deep within your nest,

And avert your eyes from this wrong? 

Or were you simply perched and waiting,

For the flock to swarm,

And echo back your song?

~N.B.

Forget

We must forget the bitter past.

Shaking in the wind

Wilting in the fire,

Ablaze, cuts sharp, fringed at the edges.

Jaded flower, rootless stem,

Hold you ground,

Hear the sound,

Of nothing but the splash-

Of cold water on scorched skin.

….

We must forget the bitter past.

Thirsty soil seeks the rain,

Blind petals pray for light.

Heavy clouds lay down your grief,

And thunder down the rain’s relief.

-N.B.

The Fool

 

What a fool I have been,

Playing victim to the torment in my head.

What a tool I have been,

Sharpening the edges of my own damning blade.

What sorrow I have felt,

When I am the maker of my own salty tears.

Today this ends.

What a seed I now am,

Burying myself deep in rich soil

Soon to rise again.

-N.B.

 

Photo by Gabriel Jimenez on Unsplash

 

Insecurity

 

timothy-eberly-2MSMhiycQuY-unsplashPhoto by Timothy Eberly on Unsplash

 

The sword was already there,

Of this, I made sure.

Primed and ready for the taking,

the stabbing,

the pain,

the end.

I am a cocooned butterfly,

And I will emerge once again.

…..

Not today, I tell her.

Today you can not have me.

Today you can not ravage me,

Like a glutton for my bones –

I shall deny you in hushed tones -no

– a single whispered line,

“Leave me be, insecurity.

Today you will not have me.

Today I am mine.”

-N.B.