Yellow bird

by Everlasting   Jan 24, 2016


You that flutters in observance
From up, an olive tree,
And you that sings, worriedly,
wanting to warn me,

Why not peck on my ear?

I napped on grasses green, awoke
tiredly, with suns on my eyes,
and mud on my teeth, I chewed snakes,
held a sickle on my left hand,

Why not just soar to me?

Yellow bird,

You whose wings widened when danger was near,
And whose feathers enwrapped me with fear,
Why not come again to me? Why just flutter and flutter

some
Instincts
in
Me?

    report violation
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  • 8 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Hello,

    I love the first verse, the rhyme, rhythm and metaphorical meaning...

    I also like questioned refrain: this causes necessary reflection in this reader.

    The middle verse is captivating. The sound as I speak it out loud is like chewing on the muddy snake. The alliteration here is wonderful.

    The last verse, the couplet and the bringing together the 'flutter' to the final fading message. The sweet instincts that we hold within and sometimes just need inspiration to truly hear them.

    Well done, this is enchanting.

    Take care,

    Michael

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