Ruffled

~at ebb tide i wrote a line upon the sand

and gave it all my heart and all my soul at

flood tide i returned to read what i had

inscribed and found my ignorance

upon the shore ~ Khalil Gibran

 

Ruffled

Feathers fluffed

Fanned blooming~

Ruffled, deliberately

 

Hot n bothered

Teetered here there

Angrily~

 

Soon realized

I was same, feathers

Intact, my ego had deflated~

*painting by Marc Chagall

 

 

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