Tag: birds
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Ritual in the Forest
Silvan, watered well these riverdwellers Riven dell delves to elfin places Liminal hymns lift him, hint heaven, he is silverhead His chin whiskers suncoloured, his motley array clanking as his wideberthed bay makes her way Hair to his shoulders shimmering wet, westsetting sun rising eastward yet Stars like confetti strewn again the voidhewn hem of…
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Love bird
Are you a sweet song thrush Or a magpie here for the shine in my eye Are you a Wren in the brush Moorhen in the brook, hawk in the sky You seem to parrot me A paltry parody of prosody No primer to be a prodigy Might well be a wood pigeon Cut down…
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Bat
Leather wings alights his loft, Belfry undercroft, cornice oft Leaping post to oceanic night. Sycamores, swerves its smiting, Night knights him, friezes him; Purple cathedral silhouette, dream of canons. Roost of rooks once corbels called shamans gothic feeling within, Day’s summit impassive opulence, heighting height hoisting light higher. Dives then lies flat to branch undersides,…