Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Lonely Birds

We spent an entire spring to hear this song

we whistled wondering what was happening back East

disguised dressed in black from head to toe

sending clandestine messages home

Summers thinning mask crashing into hoping for happiness

with your hands tied to tall trees that towered around

Falls feathers painting each day deep shades

of you

on the rolling five season mountains

flat against the cobalt sky

where there the broken seas did once shine

when then in lonely droves with winds crossed

so beautiful

chasing dormant days

chasing the love you never gave

over the inland sea

through the memory of sleep on a dark and comforting

maternal shore

between the delicious smiles of the thin air

There was a time...

so lovely.

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