May 2023
Bio Note: I am working on some poems written for loved ones with disabilities or who have passed on. I am imagining the journeys that they can't take.
fly on this sea of
fly on this sea of
powder—my
blonde hair
flows in
the wind
I crouch to
soar on this
small hill—crunch
the icy snow as I land
the stage floor
the stage floor
feels good
to me
my voice
swims the air
bounces back to me
I am at peace as
the words flow
from me
©2023 Thomas R. Thomas
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