Broken-Winged Bird

“Pulverize me” roared the broken-winged bird

Exposing his breast to the raging rain

As he perched dying on the ghost of a tree

And hung his noble crimson head

Choking out tragically beautiful words

To the chaotic beat of a breaking heart

Broken-winged bird fell to fly

And falling flew into a new life.

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Damn! You gave me a chill. Your powerful style here definitely made your story a success. You had at some point crushed all desire to exist. The ending was a subtle twist, but the affect of your words is heavy. This is impressive talent. Beautiful Artwork.

[Robin]

You ever watch crystal shatter ? it explodes into a thousand grains of surreality the eye caught within an ethereal timescape ~ yeah , like that ..

[R.Ivan]

This is brilliant. Raging rain, ghost of a tree, chaotic beat of a breaking heart... such powerful images. Well done.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Perfectly tragic, a read to huant us all