Feather

by Maple Tree   Jan 24, 2013


Eagle's spawn like
a nightingales last
encore, crossed
a sunrise of natures
dying embers,
and I know the
meaning of life,
love, and sweet
happiness-

The moment has come,
falling snow
blankets the earth,
I have lived to see
birth, shadowed
in hints of diamonds,
I'm ready to fly away
on the feathers of
tomorrow....

For Momma P <3

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  • 11 years ago

    by Khalid M Darwish

    Great piece!! It's your style that made it so unique and powerful. Excellent write Andrea.

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Reading this I can see why you are drawn so much to nature, and when it is put like this, in these poems, it has a natural calming effect, a gentle guidance to the hope that may not easily be seen.

    This is beautiful, you are all in my thoughts
    x

  • 11 years ago

    by Amreen

    This poem is magical. Though sad, this poem is having some calmness and beauty in it.
    Lovely one:)

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