Chirping birds

Chirping birds

8 April 2016

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Courtesy Brad Kunkle on pinterest.com

 

When time comes

Back to the basics

The soul flocks

Remembrance

A tale of the pale gridlocks

That restricted Heart

 

What once was

Dissolved in nothing

Mere shadow

Of its might

With distance comes stronger sight

The age sets optics

 

Dioptric

Play on geometry

Focal point

Wavering

Youth but stubborn myopic

Prolonging blindness

 

Coarse regret

Now a grinning clown

Lips stretched pink

Heart goes down

Wandering with centipedes

No mind that impedes

Soothing air

Courses through my lungs

Wane threads stir

Clouds that sink

The knots in tips of the fir

As it battles skies

Hark now hear!

Through their constant cries

Chirping birds

Remind us

Of the roots that bore the tree

Taller than lifetimes

Reading of the poem: 

The birds on my window sill and on the tree neighbouring my window:  

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Courtesy Brad Kunkle on surrealistsch.blogspot.com

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