Category Archives: metamorphosis, artist, love, change, recovery, rebirth

Avian Bondage

Plumage of gold and green/ Saturated color, only in dreams/ She flies above my winter bed/ A ribbon tangled round her head/ Beauty’s song is muted now/ Yet so pure and eloquent/ I try to catch her, hold her down/ I need to know what her song meant/ Of Avian Bondage © SusanTMartin’23

Where is Captain Jack?

“…maybe all artists…go thru periods of feast followed by famine…”