Twofer Tuesday Poetry: Severed & The Yellow Bird


I know a woman
The Woman – 
She sees her family
Once a week
She makes time for them
Always – 

I envy her because
I’ve never known this
My family is scattered
Broken – 
We don’t even call
On birthdays –

The Yellow Bird

I came upon a yellow bird
            Chirping as he played

He led me towards adventures
            But I felt pulled away

I thought he tried to hide something
            What could this bird know
Does he shield me or protect me
            From some unknown horror

This yellow bird made me happy
            That’s all that mattered

One day my little friend was gone
            I saw what he saw
Nothing protected me from these
            Nightmares forgotten

I saw my little yellow friend
            With another child
Leading him away from the pain
            Of abusive parents

The yellow bird helps those in need
            He helps you survive

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

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