you appeared
shrouded in anonymity
singing songs of praise
cooing encouragement

to this severed vessel
fulfilling with echoes of melodies
pure
clear
danceable

taking my wounded wings
in tender ministrations
of care and sweet adoration
rehabilitating the relinquished
restorative murmurings
ushering healing

you returned to me
the wings of flight
long left useless and abandoned
stored in the cage of yesterdays dreams
long since shattered

perched precariously,
I leap...



Sherra Gray is a vocal instructor by day and a writer of poetry and short stories by night. Her work is just starting to see the light of day with publications in eThis! and EWG Presents. Most recently, Sherra has two pieces of poetry published in the July issue of the ezine, Twilight Times (http://www.twilighttimes.com). She makes her home in Oklahoma and enjoys gardening and hiking in the nearby Wichita Mountains. You may reach Sherra via email at sherragray@hotmail.com