The Phoenix & Me
She flew into this world with me,
perched on my shoulder from the start—
a blazing thing with wildfire wings
and soul of ember sparks.
Though, from time to time, she's fallen
beneath the weight of her own flame,
disappearing into ashes
till only I remained.
And in those times I've kept her place
a safe space in which she could trust,
with plumage full and fit for flight,
she'd rise fresh from the dust.
perched on my shoulder from the start—
a blazing thing with wildfire wings
and soul of ember sparks.
Though, from time to time, she's fallen
beneath the weight of her own flame,
disappearing into ashes
till only I remained.
And in those times I've kept her place
a safe space in which she could trust,
with plumage full and fit for flight,
she'd rise fresh from the dust.
This poem is copyright (©) Kendra Cardin 2024
About the Writer
Kendra Cardin
Kendra creates a safe harbor for herself with poetry and storytelling. She loves speculative tales and enjoys imagining new and familiar characters to befriend. Her writings have been featured in various publications including Little Thoughts Press, Blink-Ink, and Black Bough Poetry's Christmas & Winter Anthology Vol. 5.
