Tuesday, April 7, 2020

A Chain // Lock Down Day #11





A crane for every
day of
lock down.

A folding,
shaping, creasing, 
of paper
and 
fear.
One for each day
trapped in our
cozy hideaways.

A teal crane
for day one,
hearing the order
on the radio,
the endless rabble of words
when only a few 
would do.

An ombre crane 
instead of 
getting lost in my thoughts
as I try to write.

Three cranes in one day
after a 
triumphant
assignment sent.

A coral crane
with words written
on her wings as
a prayer to God
of surrender.

A blue crane
to put
in a letter.

And at the end
I'll have a chain-
a chain of cranes
to hang
in my room
and remember

beautiful things
will come 
of
this.