Sunday, April 12, 2009

Flight

A small bundle of feathers
lies still and unmoving
on the wooden deck.

Her heart breaks at the sight
and wonders why
something always gets in the way

of those who only wish to fly.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is beautiful.
Remove the penultimate line and you have alot more impact...

A small bundle of feathers
lies still and unmoving
on the wooden deck.


Her heart breaks at the sight.
Something always gets in the way
of those who only wish to fly.

Deb said...

Thank you Anon

I do believe you are correct!

Thanks for reading and commenting here, much appreciated.

Cheers!

Deb