Albatrossicals

A peedie poem about a muckle bird. Albatrossicals By full moon on the first of November a great bird preened its wings hunting far out on the oceans by night and by day wandering. She cries salted tears for her lover lost in equatorial zones across the Northernmost waters and so far, so very far from home. An aviated quest for redemption a search beyond limits of sail sleeping through tempest or peril fallen down on the back of a whale. Albatross crosses the wave tops each wing is a hundred feet long soaring and wheeling and diving her heart is not where it belongs. Albatross glides the Atlantic a creature of infinite grace displaced queen of the Gulf Stream Pacific, alone and misplaced. The truth is there for the telling: reconciliation, a soul all alone on the North Sea fly south to your love and be one. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ar 25 Support the show Thanks very much for listening. Art is an act of generosity and as such is made to be shared. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit theokenstone.substack.com/subscribe