Monday, 25 April 2011

12/30

Why is the bird in the room?
It is banging against the window
I cannot catch it.
My fingers snatch but refuse to tighten
Making capture impossible,
The feathers masking the brittle bones,
And a solid core
Beyond my grasp.
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  1. Sam Pennington26 April 2011 at 06:29

    A great poem - it's so frustrating trying to catch a frightened, trapped bird, you just want to shout 'I'm trying to help you!!'

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  2. mermaidsdrown26 April 2011 at 15:23

    Thank you Sam, glad you liked it. I do wish birds understood, it is so upsetting watching them try to escape.

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