Wind

Tara M. Clapper
Wind blew in my hair today.
Brushed back to a concert,
Wind blown in black car
Driven by a familial stranger.

Not brushed back by their hands.
Brushed back to what could have been,
What we wish to forget
Then the act was only background music
Tone setting themes setting singe-ing sweet fire
I knew he was different
Not a father
Not a liar.

Wind blew in my hair today
Hippie-long-shining it could be
But strangely untangling
Embracing the wind as a dreamcatcher

Release.

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Tara M. Clapper is a freelance writer living in the Philadelphia area. The author steadily produces material for content sites and private clients while pursuing a Masters in Publishing part time. Tara s...  View profile

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