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Remnants of a Dead Bird

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        - soulless
          eyes that doubt through blinding tears
          feathers strewn in my pale hands
          emaciated from the days of sin
          years count in the etchings of tomorrow
          she fingered the words strung together

          the pearls of grey eyes cast in fervor's rent
          tiptoe past the silent corpse
          a blank pallet in open beak
          left her silent kiss on the grave

          whispers echo against glass walls
          murky shadows vast in the sky
          frozen in flight over Siberia,
          the towelette was moist and dry
          between my barren, sterile teeth

          liberating; cascading
          the dents foaming on the surface
          memory arises from the north,
          she stumbles across the clouds
          remnants of a dead bird
          departing from earth.

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  • Shadowed Phoenix
    October 26

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    Breathtaking, absolutely asstounding. The imagery, the choice of words... I'm wordless. This has to be one of the best poems I have read in a very long time. Thank you for entering my contest, I really liked this peice. The picture at the top helps as well.

  • aboomer silver member
    October 26

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    Outstanding wording, emotion and images in this. I honestly find it hard to believe this has not taken some Golds
    Love the wording - the deep, dark cry of the soul.
    Excellent!


  • seraphim shock silver member
    October 23

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    wow. dark.

    each word hits you like one of those cartoon scenes, where the anvil falls out of the sky.

    great work.
  • You have such an amazing gift for depth, especially to weave such abstract and thought provoking imagery...

    "- soulless
    eyes that doubt through blinding tears
    feathers strewn in my pale hands
    emaciated from the days of sin"

    .. that opening was just so poignant, setting the stage for the image itself ..

    A beautiful sadness described to soar, beyond what shell remains. Nicely done!


  • Flotsam Jetsam
    October 13

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    i honestly don't grasp the entire idea behind this, but the wordin and imagery was absolutely breathtaking

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