I’ve been chasing the birds of you for so long and I wanted to quit, but I was too afraid that I wouldn’t find the birds of any other man beautiful enough. I’ve caught the bird that makes your mind, at least that’s what I hear. But I’ve been chasing your birds through this endless sky for far too long. I’m done chasing yours, I’ve just caught another person’s.
Have to love any symbols in a piece. I'm not obsessed with symbols enough to be a symbol-mongerer (much), but again, always pleasant to see a writer use this device. You used it skillfully, too, made your poem concise, compressed, and this was an easy, flowing read - adored it!
I’m a troubled, Texan writer whose soul resides some place beyond New York’s state lines. I believe in tragedies, but never consider fate. I’m not a fan of romance or relationships. .. more..