A poetic series inspired by twitter prompts
filtered by branches,
dusting the leaves with silver,
the silence filled with bats’ wings.
Like darkness split by lightning,
the silence shattered by your voice
into a million star-like shards,
your colours glitter,
screeching your rage at useless wings,
cursing your discordant voice.
Loud your stumbling flight,
awkward and abrupt.
Your throat dries
as the blackbird trills a river;
your colours clash with the morning.