A/N: Written for the Another Mega Prompts Challenge, writing prompts #5 - poem exactly 110 words
A Big Bird Returns to the Nest
He'd already set sail, set aflight
but his wings got shot off and he searched
for a place to touch down
and never fly again
Because the way he spun
out of control, without
handles to guide –
It was too terrifying to repeat:
the way he was simply tossed
by the winds, instead of gliding,
through and amongst, them
how he wished
And his brain and body were still sore,
still battered, from the beating he took
that day from the tides, from those brutal
winds who'd smirked when he lost
his engines, and showed they knew no chains…
At least, with his feet on the ground,
he'd be safe.