clipped wings
found the feathers

who wastes their life?
bundled in piles
yellowed-papers
faded ink scribbles

unable to decipher his path forward
white lady
entangles with her promises.

(To my distant blogging friend who inspires. 4/16/2018)

Poetry anxiety depression dreamscapes forgiveness friendship hope journey listening well mental well-being my promise garden suffering this writing life who am I