Song of the Thorn Bird

Song of the Thorn Bird

Saturday, August 14, 2010


slow, synchronized to the beating of shared heart
side by side,
wrapped in sorrow’s heavy blanket
grasp the last stolen moment before it takes flight
each gazes into the depths of the other
       no more time
       no more forever

       no refusal
       no struggle
       no silent soliloquies.
       no secret prayers

tear-stained, caressed before gentle exit
all alone
forsaken to the world’s ugliness, emptiness once more
surrenders softly the last vestige of hope
solitary, locks away her heart
      no more time
      no more forever


middle child said...

Loved this. So sad.

Heather said...

this is gorgeous.

Jingle said...

u did an amazing job.

Jingle said...
I invite you to attend Thursday Poets Rally week 31
let me know when you are ready.
Thanks a lot.

Dr. kold_kadavr_flatliner, MD, the sub/dude said...

Sweetheart, you and I cannot do it alone. Jeeesis can give U.S. everything we have ever desired and more Upstairs, a whoooole lot more. If you don't believe me, just lookit Isis and you'll see what sIn is: a word with an I in the middle ...but with Him, the letter 'i' takes the less capital belief to give it to Him. Lookit our 22-blogs and ponder what belief you hold after, girl...

CAUTION: our 22-wildchild-blogOwama is a total wealth of bottomless sophistication, nuanced inferences, and synonymous metaphors you most prooooo’bly won’t find anywhere else. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN WISK!!

Frankly, I wouldn't be tooo worried about what the whorizontal world thot about me, dear; I'd be much more concerned about what Jesus shall say at our General Judgment. You may not like me now, yet, I’m not out to please you. Lemme wanna gonna tella youse Who (grrr - New Joisey accent):

Greeting, earthling. Not sure if we're on the same page if you saw what I saw. Because I was an actual NDE on the outskirts of the Great Beyond at 15 yet wasn’t allowed in, lemme share with you what I actually know Seventh-Heaven’s Big-Bang’s gonna be like for us if ya believe/accept: meet this ultra-bombastic, ex-mortal-Upstairs for the most extra-blatant, catch-22-excitotoxxins, guhroovaliciousnessly delicious, pleasure-beyond-measure, Ultra-Reality-Firepower-Addiction in the Great Beyond for a BIG-ol, kick-ass, party-hardy, robust-N-risqué, eternal-real-McCoy-warp-drive you DO NOT wanna miss the sink-your-teeth-in-the-rrrock’nNsmmmokin’-hot-deal: PLEASE KEEP HANDS/FEET INSIDE THE WIDE UNTIL WE MADE A CIRCUMFERENCE OF the OUTSTANDING, NEVER-ENDING, THRILLIONTH-RED-MARKER-POSSIBILITIES!!! Puh-leeeze meet me Upstairs. Do that for us. Cya soon, girl…