April 21, 2013

NaPoWriMo 2013 # 21...

geese, crows and starlings in the rain

we turned and
said our goodbyes
as much as walking
away in silence
constitutes goodbye
there were rush sounds
electrical impulses
ground seep
things seeking to claim
the hollows being born
between us

we used to fill
the spaces silence
chose to admire
with beautiful words
we never wrote down

those poems
are now, for the birds
no cages can hold
their flights have no names
only paused time
beneath their wings
when there was not yet
this memory of us
when we were not yet
the footsteps or beaten
feathers and bone
in the distance
growing further
away from why
we were there
in the first place


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