Monday, May 18, 2009

Little Bird Tell Me.

careful feathered bird
blurred against the blue sky
breathe slowly and sing
a sorrow song 
a song of sunset and of shaken leaves
of the sapping of strength
and the salt of the sea
sing of separation
and the splintering of souls
in sacred silence and in shadow
sing of all the sadness in the world
sitting on this slender sapling
by my windowsill
come carefully blue bird
sing to me the secrets of the world
before you blur away

i will bury these truths under my skin
and they will wonder who told me
and how i became a woman
carrying sorrow and safety silently

1 comment:

-evan said...

your spacing, rearranging of lines, whatever- it's really improved.

the alliteration was really interesting. it was definitely good in parts, but i'm not sure how i feel about it as a whole.

the last stanza had meter. that was surprising. also: refreshing.