Little Brown Hen

Looking at her
you would never foresee
the secret life that she leads.
How when darkness falls
she slides through the shadows
a nightmare
caught in the corner of your eye.
Pray that you have not sinned
pray that if you have
it is a small one
that can be overlooked
Larger sins
vices that harm
those will be the ones that she notices
that must be fixed.
Howled fear
finally acceptance
until silence does reign.
The last thought in your mind
how nondescript she looks
how nonthreatening
until her knife rips you apart.
Aug. 20/18
Photo by Jordan Whitt on Unsplash

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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