Cardinal Fears

Wild wings flashing



thrashes enemies,

marauders of his nest,

his mate,

his reddened honor.

Daylight wakes his vigilant defense.

Each window shows the face

          of his antagonist,

            the face

            he pecks

            and claws,

          feathers littering his battlefield.

The face he can’t defeat

          is his,

                        his talons,

                        his beating wings.

He beats relentless

          on the wall of mirrors

          holding him

          until the darkness comes.

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1 Response to Cardinal Fears

  1. Russell Pregeant says:

    Theological profundity! My wife’s comment was to quote Pogo: “We have met the enemy and it is us.”

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