Still sits in the corner,
Even after so many years
And now everyone has forgotten,
What kind of bird once sang inside.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to Bertolt Brecht.
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments5
I like this - a tad prophetic
Thank you.
Thoughtful write Jon.
Thanks so much.
She is gone and somewhere, every now and again, a breeze catches my face and her song lingers on.
Your words inspired me to write this short piece which i shall publish today.
I really like your poem. I'm a great fan of 'less is more'
Definitely one to go into my favourites
Very kind - thank you.
So powerful Jon are these few lines. Thanks for posting them.
Thank you Fay.
How sad is that.. you just gave me a lump in my throat, and I can't get rid...
Thank you Neville.
pleasure
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