Internment.
Captive's clipped feathers
lie in wild distress
aside bird internment.
Indifferent steel-bands
win flight-abandon
for a Nightingale catch.
Inner sight seeks afar
beyond prison bars
and flies up to starlight.
Compulsion to sing
evokes deep inbuilt
re-call of life on wing.
Incessant thrashing
at wire walls asks
this fear-time to pass.
Trilling for freedom
cage-bird pleadings
make me steal the key.
~ ~ ~ ~
Fly now my beautiful
oh quickly use
no door to your future
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: January 17th, 2022 03:30
- Comment from author about the poem: Saw the image and imagined the result - - - hope you enjoy.
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Comments7
May that open door be there for us all Fay.
Andy
A cage filled with untold sorrow .. but given a voice through the compassionate pen of a mighty fine poet ........... Free them all I say and watch em fly high ........ N x
The soul felt captivated by those words
The words that shall free the lost chained self
Look how wonderfully the bird could finally escape in its paradise
A very dreary and compassionate write dear Fay
Such elegant words at display
Never meant to be imprisoned. Free them, freedom. Beautiful lines.
how brief, life's hurried - skip
from our cyclical internment's
to that abrupt, finale: interment...
(Brilliantly conceived and executed,
just another joy of a poetic treat, dear Fay
thank you! )
Enraged by the ignorance keeping beauty encaged.
Good write Fay.
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