Metal Bird

This is one of my first poems to use a pattern. It is also one of my favorites. Let me know what you think. I don't want to describe what it's about to much so that we can discuss what you think.

Metal bird

appears to me

and seems to be

moving.

 

Welded together

and smouldered too.

It once flew.

That's a lie.

 

Wired on

the ceiling far.

The feelings are

of tension.

 

Wires fail.

There is a break.

The bird fake

falls.

 

Metal bird

Soars vertical.

It's a miracle.

He's flying.

Author's Note

Just tell me what you think. I'll take the critical comments well because I am still new to poetry writing and I know that I am unfamilar with a lot. I just want to make myself better and I'll only be able to do that with your honest comments.
-Thanks!