Bye Bye Blackbird
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| davey jones. Falling In Love With The Board  Age: 32 Gender: Female Posts: 7018   | Okay, this was originally written as a story I wrote, but I wanted to see how it'd do as poem...yes I know it's a bit boring, but you know what? It doesn't matter to me. Poems aren't supposed to be action movies... Oh yeah, the title is the title of a song by Etta James. <3 Bye Bye Blackbird Slower, slower, slower. She felt her lethargic footsteps kiss the concrete The morning light irradiated her profile. She felt the familiar face of shame lap at the edges of her stride, Not knowing why she wanted to smile. The familiar neighborhood is alive with snow, white and frail Each bit of Christmas cascading down through her hair Her hands, free of gloves, are now as cold as the air she inhaled As she walked along the cracked and beaten sidewalk, She came across a fallen tree, its branches tapping her shoulder. The small garden that guarded her apartment stoop was dead, no reason. The tree that came to life in the spring was barren and ugly. Winter just wasn't it's season. Was this what she'd been dreaming about? Was spring in the winter As far as in as she'd ever been out? Then, she attempted to elude the tree, She noticed something out of the corner of her eye. A blackbird. It perched itself steadily on the bare, and leafless branch. Its chirp alive and ready, its feathers full of life, Its stance calm and steady. Now what was a blackbird doing here? Surely, it belonged somewhere else. ---  I guess I'm better at writing stories. I didn't go by any rules or standards on this one, so...I'd tell you why I wrote it and who it's about, but you'd think I was weird. :\ o_o; I could show the story version... |
| Lor Geek  Age: 84 Gender: Female Posts: 476 | |
| The Rev Addict  Age: 38 Gender: Male Posts: 14004 | i like it  |
| FCPSITSGEPGEPGEPanda King For A Couple Of Days Age: 34 Gender: Female Posts: 2921 | Wow, I really liked this. It does have that story feel to it, but it worked well as a poem. It just got better and better as it went on. The small garden that guarded her apartment stoop was dead, no reason. The tree that came to life in the spring was barren and ugly. Winter just wasn't it's season. ^That was perfect, right there. |
| davey jones. Falling In Love With The Board Age: 32 Gender: Female Posts: 7018 | Thanks guys.  |
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