a gray gull floats
on currents of seaborne dreams
escaping time on patchwork skies
I don’t remember the wind
chasing away this chill that
settled into my old bones
Don’t stop, I urged
watching the carefree bird
explore the heavens
photo: Pixabay
prompts: WordPress Daily Post, Poetic Asides April PAD, Pilgrimage Press, #becomingfragile