Tiny Tales ‘Origami’
we made paper boats
wrote tiny tales
set them to sail downstream,
with hope they’d reach the sea,
stories of you and me
were etched upon the stern,
anxious
they might get lost in the night
we wrote and put to flight
tiny tales scribbled on paper planes,
to help remind us again
of the words we so often forgot
prior to setting sail on
our paper yacht,
we plotted our route
through compass,
it was too late to second guess
I didn’t want our paper plane
folding into a paper mess,
deep feelings are so perplexing,
misguiding – disaffecting,
our paper hearts had fallen apart
despite how resolute,
we fell fast back down to earth
on tiny paper parachutes,
anxious,
we’d get lost in the night
we refused to take another flight
I was hoping my origami
would guide me gracefully
through all the feelings that
have since escaped me
