Jamie Leigh Jones, Mount Olive, North Carolina, USA

Resilient Wings

The wooden floor soaks up her tears of pain as her broken, bloody wings swing from the chains
Wings once White that added glory to her name now ripped from her back torn apart and stained
Her thoughts and prayers so hollow without her wings so bright
Above her head they hang drowning out the light
Drops of her tainted blood drip down upon her skin
Sizzling as they burn and leave marks on her soul deep within
Chained and bound by despair and smothering grief
She just couldn't hang on any longer needing guidance and relief
Lost is she as her spirit and body grow weak
But to her feet she rises never swaying from her beliefs
Reaching out her hands as they tremble from her fear
She feels a warming presence so far but yet so near
She lifts her weary head to watch the blood stains fade away
And her wings of White start glowing as they lower from the chains
Hope enters her body as they begin to reattach and heal with grace
As light surrounds her body and lifts her from that lonely, darkened place

(c) 2019 Jamie Leigh Jones
Inside the Corners of My Mind Poetry