POETRY

Omens

Free verse poem about a dream, an omen, and a promise

Christina M. Ward
Scrittura
Published in
2 min readApr 23, 2024

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Colorful wings art on black background.
Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash

In the dream, I see a golden hen.
Deep crimson between her wings,
One folded at an awkward angle.

Her flockmates shove red beaks at her,
Circling her, a cacophony of garbles.
My heart, bereft of sleep, staggers its beating.

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Christina M. Ward
Scrittura

Author of "Organic." Freelance word wizard. See her work in LA Weekly | OK! Mag | Village Voice | Men's Journal | VEGAMOUR | Today's Health Sciences and more!