Feathers
By: Janet Strangis | Dowlais Visual Art Group
Feathers float down.
She is surrounded by them.
Everywhere she looks
Feathers... white,
Always the purest white
Spring blossom,
Winter snowflakes
And the clouds, always the clouds
Constant reminders of a former time.
He burst through the door
Angry and agitated.
Volunteer? Never.
He would not fight
The workers of the world.
He would not fight
His fellow men.
He would not fight
A war that was not his.
His conscience would not allow,
His conscience was clear.
Volunteer? Never.
Feathers float down.
She is surrounded by them.
There is no escape.
She closes her eye
And the weight of the feathers,
The purest white feathers,
Crush down.../and she finds the peace she craves.
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