TRAPPED IN A SPHERE

by markwells - Scorpio

TRAPPED IN A SPHERE

Trapped in a stratum a tremulous stay.
Each day my mind rambles on feathered wings,
Will I ever be able to have my say,
Or talk about the past and things?

Sipping cold water I float and think.
A fly grounds on my shade so bright,
Flight then spiral it lands in my drink,
Spinning, fighting almost pleading in plight.

Then still wings beat no more…
A black shell bobbing in a watery frontier,
Will she ever walk back through the door?
Soundless I blink a salty sphere.

Birth sign: Scorpio
Date created: 2002-08-29 09:01:15
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:36
Poem ID: 69997

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