The Cage

I wrote this poem almost six months ago, and is written for a friend. Posted with her permission.

The Cage

Blackened and charred, bars closely fit

Rusted chains, heavy and strong

Golden lock, impossible to pic

Protecting the valuable package within.

Intelligent eyes, watch from the bars

Curiosity, life's ebb and flow on the darkened path

A visitor, plucking charred feathers

Old and obvious scars, drum beat heard.

Hammer of a smith, beat loud and strong

Listen to its song, heart of pain

Sorrow retold, weep at the agony

Why does it sing of its pain?

Wander over to the bars, peer out

Tortured heart.  "Liar!  Trickster!"

"One song, easy to sing!"

"Sing another song!  Show me your pain!"

"See my scars!  The wounds still bleed!"

"Heart buried in my breast, feel the agony!"

"Feel the heat of hurt, the anguish of deception,"

Raven's cry, “Fear my need!”

New cadence, heart tearing croon

Love overflowing, not returned

Life's fading light, care till the end

Last agonizing breath, light extinguished.

Run from the door, a new song

Love betrayed, again and again

Pain stacked like cord wood, for all to see

Pitiful need, light the pyre.

A new song, a new tune

Darkness flees, a moonlit night

Desires re-ignited, hope alight

Not a funeral, a signal fire!

Scars not wounds, words on the chest

Ever flowing, new poems and stories

New dreams, a hopeful new song

See the fire, flames soaring higher.

“See my scars?  Feel my pain?

Felt the desire, scorched by that flame!

Been played by that game, destroyed by lust!”

Raven's anger, “Earn my trust!”

Unrecognizable, features burned away

Visitor rises, flies into the night sky

Hunter in the night, “See my light.”

Raven's sorrow, familiar solitude.

A flap of blackened wings, lands outside

Peers within the cage, heart chained wings

“You left!”, accusation hurled like a stone

“Just touched the clouds, and tasted the sky.”

Raven's wings, beautiful unfurled

“Need to see the sky, smell the sun!

Open this cage, let me run!”

Visitor sadly shakes his head.

“The lock is meant to keep me out,

Not keep you in.”

Reviews

[Silent Serenity also kn..]

Raven's anger, “Earn my trust!”.....solitude, scars, caged behind the key.....even through blackened wings scars still show....when you run your fingers across them memories are released......trust of men, trust of people....it's hard to forgive and solitude blinds the Raven

This creation will be seared forever in my mind and memories, for as it is beautifully written and it is truthful....you know the depths of my gratitude, my appreciation and my thanks "The Raven bows"

[Solitary Traveler]

and everyone shall know, I wrote it for you.

[Silent Serenity also known as Raven Shadows]

"Raven bows her head, a single tear drop trickles down her black silken feathers, as it glistens in the moonlight" My gentle poet I humbly will always be grateful to you, for you listened to the silent cries in the wind and heard my chains rattling up high in my cage

[annabellee]

wow what a fantastic write, I had to read it twice.
you have an intriguing way of writing.
really enjoyed this :)

[Solitary Traveler]

Thank you.

[annabellee]

you're most welcome :)

[Kaitlyn Raiford]

This is amazing and the end: “The lock is meant to keep me out,
Not keep you in.”
Literally made my heart jump, as it was a pleasant shock that made me think and wonder.
It is a beautiful work and I enjoyed reading it! So much to ponder now..
It is absolutely lovely and I love the words that you used.
It flowed quite well. :)

[Solitary Traveler]

Thank you. I appreciate the kind words, and the fact that it made you think. :)

[Kaitlyn Raiford]

You are welcome