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Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Pain of Broken Feathers -All rights reserved. Copyrighted.


The Pain of Broken Feathers 

I dance with the pain of broken feathers. 
An angel brought down in mid flight.
I fall hard
Hard into the night.

I dance on with the pain of broken feathers.
Light dancing. Facing shadow.
No room to breathe.
My wings trying hard to be free.

I feel you crush me with your darkness.
Try to put me on the shelf.
You fashion me a gilded perch.
Wanting my light all to yourself.

I fly on with the pain of broken feathers.
Up toward the sun.
The chain you put through my wings
Makes me come undone. ( or Un Done)

Entangled in your clutch.
Wanting up and up and up so very much.
I struggle to be free.

But you-
You....
Will never let Me. Be.

My pain of broken feathers.
Keeps me flying low.
Soon I may not escape the tether.
Your shadow needs erasing me.

In my mind I see the light
Dimming evermore.
I feel the loss of flight.
Now there is only darkness here.

Now.
The pain of broken feathers, the pain,
Will keep me bound as you-
You.....
Could not leave a feather be.

Lesley M Mercill (c) 111115

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