Dying Bird

Jerry Reynolds

 

During visiting hours, of my mind

I roam the halls of memory

Looking for love-bird feathers

plucked by the hands of time

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  • arqios

    The opening line is a marvellous doorstep to the poem; and the third and last lines a fitting culmination 🕊️🙏🏻

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Thanks, arqios. Kind words indeed.

      • arqios

        Most welcome Jerry 🙏🏻🕊️

      • sorenbarrett

        I loved the imagery used in this poem and metaphor. The last two lines really caught my attention and appreciation. Well done Jerry

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Thank you, sorenbarrett. Nice words indeed.

        • Poetic Licence

          That is a beautiful write, enjoyed the read

        • Teddy.15

          Achingly beautiful such imagery and depth of a poets soul. 🌹

          • Jerry Reynolds

            Thanks Teddy. Roaming the halls of memory can be hurtful.

            • Teddy.15

              I know Sir. ❤️

            • Goldfinch60

              Those feathers will always be with you Jerry.

              Andy



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