Amber Spell Poem, by Alan R, at My poetic side

I feel like myself today

With first light of September end

An unclenching of my being

From all the ways it was bent

On a crisp, bright morning

When the sun doesn’t burn

And you said you love me

And the way your eyes turn

Scattered me with its wings

A rescued goldcrest

And I believe, I am turned

Into what might be, my best

A version that waited for

This, amber spell

Some kind hearts around me

Have brought me back from hell.

-Al

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