There perched, upon a craggy hill
A Night Bird from down-below
She wandered out into the day
From beneath the bows and leaves
Ventured from the shady still
And the quiet slow
Frivolous, she had play
And took flight on the breeze
She rose on grace of will
With beauty that few men know
She flew up high and far away
Above the clouds and the daffodils
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 13th, 2016 13:10
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If this poem seems slightly off, that's probably because I stayed up until six in the morning writing it, and I was very nearly delirious.
I set this poem to the tune and rhythm of "Cedarwood Road" By my favorite band, U2. Imagine it, if you would. It's quite beautiful.
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