The Cormorant

There you are

on your piling in the sea

reminding me

with your wings stretched out

drying in the sun

that I am not “water proof” either.

Sorrow and sadness

weariness and frustration

cling to me

like water to your wings.

I need to find that place

in the sun

where that wind is blowing

that holy wind

to clear my head and my heart

so I can fly again.

© 2010 Julie Clark

Categories: Poetry | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “The Cormorant

  1. suz

    Love it momma!

    Share some more writings! Its been a while, and I’m patiently waiting!

  2. Much nicer poem than the bird–at least its appearance. 🙂

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