Tale Of A Mute Bird

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Stuck down and crushed to the concrete
A feint sound obscured by the glass
Left now deceived by his instincts
To fade out in silence at last

I held you in my hand
I thought I heard your final song
Whispered into the wind
But it was gone and you were gone

Slow breath is stuttering gently
Tired head tilted away
Eyes glazed and giving the sense we
Are too late too late to save

I held you in my hand
I thought I heard your final song
Whispered into the wind
But it was gone and you were gone

What does it take to silence the songbirds
Only lies and clean surprises
What does it take to stop the music
Only things that we see right through

What does it take to break the will of
Something so free and beautiful
How can you brace for what you cannot see

I held you in my hand
I thought I heard your dying song
Whispered into the wind
But it was gone and you were gone

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5 responses to “Tale Of A Mute Bird

  1. Wow such a passionate story.

    The music isn’t finished
    The end has not come
    My love has not diminished
    This dance isn’t done

    • Thank you. It is based on a true story of me finding a bird dying after striking a glass window. I held him until he passed, and I thought of the power of the moment which I converted into metaphors that I hope remained vague enough to not decode 😛

  2. very sad, and so true about many of us, the things life does to us, the things we never expected.. thank you for sharing

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