Lil' Blue Bird

A little blue bird passes by the window

of the prison-like room that he has put her in.

It sings  beautiful song, it flys around free.

She is envy, she needs to torture this thing.

As she watches, it perches on the window right next to the bars.

Reaching a hand through the window bars it flies away.

To her surprise it comes back the next day.

This time she would be careful.

She just watches  for what seems to be weeks.

Till one night it was bread for dinner.

She saved it, until morning

When she crumbled it up.

Placing a few crumble outside the bars

And a bunch more inside.

The pretty little blue bird was back again.

Its starving little stomach followed the food.

In through the bars it flew.

She closed the window fast

And snatched it up right quick.

The bird just small enough to fit in both of her hands.

Its little pecks of self-defense did not phase her

For she is on a misson.

A mission for something else to feel her pain.

Placing the bird in one hand ready to squeeze its life away.

She stops, She cannot go on with this anymore.

Those beady little black eyes glossed with fear.

Something she knows so much about.

The rapid beating of its little heart.

A common bond began to form.

She knew no more pain should come to this bird.

Its done nothing to this world

Except sing its pretty song and try to bring joy.

She can't do what has been done to her.

To let it free is what it deserves.

Looking deep into its eyes she apologizes.

Opens the window and lets it fly.

Away it goes, now gone forever she thinks.

Tomorrow comes around

The bird is there.

Maybe it understands.

Its here to be her friend.

A tiny little bird  to which she almost killed

Is the only light in this prisonly room. 

Reviews

[Searching 4 Serenity]

A wonderful metaphor that describes what we sometimes think we want can end up being the enemy trying to kill our only hope&joy when we're locked in our own prison.

[Dahlia Phoenix]

Excellent! I love the way you made this bird be a reflection of her who has endured so much pain. The imagery again is outstanding and I love it when you give it that thoughtful moment whether to let the bird free or keep it in her grasp to exert all the pain. Sometimes that happens. But sometimes the least expected thing can come to be the best friend you can have and the only company who is there to keep the sanity that many lose.

[unknown]

Excellent imagery, well done!

[George Korolog]

This theme is really well done and played out at the end with tenderness and a touching sorrow.

[lostboy]

she is growing.

[Tasha]

wow this was so beautiful and touching, you did a terrific job. :)

[quinfinn]

beautiful idea , eloquently expressed and a wonderfully touching and poignant story. this is an excellent write!