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Written for my friend The Wingless Raven. She gave me the words; wingless, reckless, swiftly, mountain, flying, invisible, vanish, power, justice, thunder and told me to go write a poem with them. So I have. Please note: I am not actually against the keeping of birds as pets. Nor am I for them. I am netural. But I do quite like this piece. And also, yes, I do know the genre doesn't quite fit it, but it was the only one that came near.
Also! Go visit her on this site, and when she uploads them, read her own Ten Word challenges. They are wonderful examples of why poetry is such a fantastic art form.
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A budgie in her cage
Wings clipped
A cruel display of power
She doesn't understand
Why not just rip her feathers out
It would leave her equally wingless
She dreams of flying
The wind invisble
Pushing her to reckless heights
Forests and cities pass far below her
Mountain after mountain
Winding rivers
Fields and towns like patchwork beneath her
She moves swiftly
Savouring the feeling of freedom
The feeling of feathers ruffling in the wind
And then the thunder growls
Ripping her back to reality
She glares at the creature in front of her
Wishes she could stop the obscene noises it makes
The cloth goes over the bars of her prison
The darkness envelopes her
So she waits paitently once again for justice to be served
And her freedom delievered.
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Review, si vous plait?
Also! Go visit her on this site, and when she uploads them, read her own Ten Word challenges. They are wonderful examples of why poetry is such a fantastic art form.
--
A budgie in her cage
Wings clipped
A cruel display of power
She doesn't understand
Why not just rip her feathers out
It would leave her equally wingless
She dreams of flying
The wind invisble
Pushing her to reckless heights
Forests and cities pass far below her
Mountain after mountain
Winding rivers
Fields and towns like patchwork beneath her
She moves swiftly
Savouring the feeling of freedom
The feeling of feathers ruffling in the wind
And then the thunder growls
Ripping her back to reality
She glares at the creature in front of her
Wishes she could stop the obscene noises it makes
The cloth goes over the bars of her prison
The darkness envelopes her
So she waits paitently once again for justice to be served
And her freedom delievered.
--
Review, si vous plait?
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