Words from Project 2: A Science Fiction Garland Cinquain
With the move over (bar the unpacking), I'm trying a new work routine (of *course*, I am...), so, if you're wondering what I'm up to, here's one of the verses written for Project 2 (not on the board below).
Flight to Freedom
Happy
the bird did fly,
its form concealed by flesh
and skin, its feathers well-hid from those
who’d harm
who’d pluck
it clean and cage
the little that was left,
who’d hang it out for all to see
a prize
displayed
a prisoner.
This was the fate it fled
in shifted form, with human face
aboard
a ship
to outer space
from inner worlds not safe
to colonies not yet well known
to folk
who fled
and hid and hoped
for better lives they built
on worlds yet free from man’s worst tropes
distilled
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