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Birdie

Contributed by ediii on Tuesday, 16th January 2007 @ 11:55:14 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry

All the speaking words and nights
hours of lust and minutes of love
all the elegant constructed fights
over the cheating, sobriety, glove..
I wish I could keep but never rewind
never live again but feel what was there
happiness and comfort you never declined
and for everything had a tactic spare.

All the closeness, intimacy and feelings profound
I was thinking of when I saw your face
Not too many of them came around
no pleasant tension in air filled space

You know the sun always smiles and the birds always sing
where waves hit hard and ocean wails
and when one was missing, important thing
a helpless bird without wings and a tail.
And you picked him up every single time,
you said"Don't worry, little, you'll be fine"
and sure the little birdie felt much better soon
although it seemed his wings would never renew.

But now the little birdie grew up in a swan
still without wings and a tail it is
and you found out that tail was sawn off
and you have no business in healing it.
"Maybe", the swan thinks, "it will get better
if the saviour leaves for a while
I hope he will at least keep one feather
and memories of it will make him smile."

So the swan has to leave the honorable man
who was taking care of the swan for so long.
sudden change encourages wingspan
rising in the air, swan starts singing a song
of freedom of flight it never felt
and looks down to earth for one last time:
"You did it, you saved me, my ice cage has melt
and you were right, I do feel so fine"

Copyright © ediii ... [ 2007-01-16 23:55:14]
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Re: Birdie (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Wednesday, 17th January 2007 @ 12:35:52 AM AEST
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A wonderful poem;
hope the swan remain thankful to the man who nursed its body and soul to gain strength to fly.
FRANCO

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