A Journey to Get Lost
Under the tree at which I sat… Where its branches touched the stars… It’s roots spreading down through the earth…
The past behind me… Friends which left me… All the times we shared… Good times that rarely happened…
Each step like a memory spacing itself behind me…
I wander like a lost dream… My tears being shed like loose feathers… Alone… That’s all I want to be…
Alone enough… To have time… To start… Myself on my life’s… Winding journey…
Zora, 2019 Coventry Ink Spot Anthology