Black Hummingbirds FlewA Poem by John CiarmelloBlack Humming Birds flew
In my mind I can see black hummingbirds fly. In the corners they swoop, while glass figures cry. They sail on updrafts, where the past laughs and flaunts. Black hummingbirds watch, in the darkness they taunt. They feed not on nectar's or sweetness's grown, they feed on the minds of the people well known. Wings hum in the darkness, black shadows on black, as they jet in and out of the minds files once stacked. Glowing eyes in each corner, their wings sow a low groan; in the depths of the minds of the people well known. Hands clenched to their heads. These- where black hummingbirds fly. They fall to their knees and these glass figures try; to get up and focus on things they once knew. It's time. The darkness. Then- black hummingbirds flew. © 2018 John CiarmelloReviews
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7 Reviews Added on February 21, 2018 Last Updated on February 21, 2018 AuthorJohn CiarmelloNYAboutI'm a 58 year old enthusiastic writer of short story and Children's rhyme. I love to try all types of writing. I love the challenge of flash fiction. I'm not sure I have a novel in me though! We shall.. more..Writing
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