Sheltering Dove – A Poem

At peace;
hostage for my own insecurities.
A grim dance between lovers. A grey sky painted
over a silver lake.
A sheltering dove swallows her song
in spite and fear

and regret.

There was no mention of the breeze. No faint
scent drifting. Drifting…
Only cold and forgetting myself.

3 thoughts on “Sheltering Dove – A Poem

  1. I really love that you are sharing your words here again, my friend.
    This has a warm accepting to it, despite the cold. Despite that stinging regret.
    There is comfort in the loneliness.
    This speaks to me.

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