Fly High Friday

You pinned my wings to the wall
and then instructed me to fly

Oh, to be back cocooned
in my own enzymes slowly
digesting my thoughts

until I was made new
changed from the powers
of my own natural design.

There is no greater gift
than to be still and look inside.#WriteMap pic.twitter.com/3PswgaE8k6

— Tricia (@triciasankey) August 26, 2022

My poem as art! 😍 https://t.co/ynokyzHrH8

— Tricia (@triciasankey) August 26, 2022

I tear your face
from the page

a strange affair

and trace it with
fair fingers and cold stars

with little reason
and faulty rhyme with

too much pain and desire

I let you go
and close the book.#WriteMap 081#tear pic.twitter.com/M7SNNiqDvs

— Tricia (@triciasankey) August 23, 2022

memories rattle in my chest
and I don’t want to feel this stressed
anymore

I've lost everything I treasure
and I find no hidden pleasure
anyplace

In an alternate universe
we overcome and reverse
anything

in #diaphanous dreams
we travel warm sunbeams
anywhere#vss365 pic.twitter.com/VBivdwL6aH

— Tricia (@triciasankey) August 22, 2022

Let's stay in this moment, bubbled in time, we sparkle.#vss365 #bubble pic.twitter.com/4bE7ztTSpQ

— Tricia (@triciasankey) August 20, 2022