poem of the day May 20


There are things that happen when they happen 
There are things that don’t happen when they happen

There are things that happen when they don't happen
Like lost song birds flying in a storm 
Out to sea in the middle of chaos 

I wonder about the glue of life
How strong the bond might depend on wings
Flappy wings that sing three songs of life

seeking parts of truth within the same strange atom of delusion