Feathered Wings

Love yourself.

Navy blue feathered wings,
sweetly chirping little things.
Baby birdy swooping low,
on a perch this bird did go.

Birdy doubts its pretty wings,
doesn't like the way it sings.
Birdy feels all alone,
doesn't really have a home.

Off the perch the bird did fly,
passing cars and she flew by.
Speeding car was coming fast,
on the windshield the birdy crashed.

Pretty bird has lost her wings,
she slowly realized what this means.
Doubt can dig a deep dark hole,
in the beauty that lies within your soul.

Reviews

[James Paulin]

Nursery rhyme formats are clever devices to relate powerful messages as you have done. I like to see them used as vehicles to suggest metaphorical morals and high ideals as well as abstract ideas.

[Tate Morgan]

that was very nice quick AND SWEET

[J.M]

A truly stunning poem - unpretentious, beautiful and with a lovely hidden message. Doubt weighs down like a stone when you can't see what is inside yourself.

[Jim Parson]

Does this mean I should just stay home? Your metaphor is perfectly delivered, as always! I have another bird poem I'm gonna post in your comments. Hope you like it.

[Moflo]

Very symbolic. I really like it. As usual your flow and rhymes are perfect.