Fledglings

~jummyjeenz D.T.

When pastel breezes were blown

Upon the windows ledge

They morphed into

A  grenade of words

That could not be

Unsaid

 

Tepid rays

Sliced

Through the morning mist

Illuminating widening eyes within

Mincing lingering dreamy thoughts

The torment would begin

 

Swift gulps of glacial

Stale night air

Rushed straight to their heads

Blocking blood vessels

Twinging nerves

Left motionless

In their beds