A clockwork wing

soul searching

Once a clockwork wing, braided by bare breeze, tripped a beat and lost her key;

Feathers frowned at gravity’s grin, for with the cast key lay her wind

Heaven circled down the drain, with the rusted old melody in its mane;

But the Ground caved in, for a hard bargain, one pound of plumage,

For battered last legs. Thus, into the din of dinted daylight, she dived,

Hamstrung and naked, she hunted for the passage back to the skies;

Peeked under her cradle of birth, the perpetrator to her crime,

But beheld just dwindling morrows’ pesky sighing chime,

Combing the Carnival of wilted chuckles for stolen smiles,

she departed nursing a jilted silence in a teary old vial,

Winked by aloof gratitude, sipping tea in a burning hive;

Haggled with the peddler of Garbled Truths,

Who duped her with lisping White Lies,

Atlas she crumpled, swaddling her fickle being,

Which flickered in the speckled dark, of fluttering pages,

Turning to her waiting Shadow, prisoner of no realm,

she whispered kindly,” Its time. Make haste”

Thus, Hatred arose to the call of its mistress,

It Gathered her up and did her behest,

Strewing crumbs of shattered dreams,

It lay her gently at the old witch’s feet,

Said she to the fair, blind Temptress,

Would you not honour thy guest?

In this shroud of flesh

Put me to rest

 

 

Reviews

[Pennywriter]

Beautiful! And what a rich and flourished vocabulary. Fantastic!

[roma20]

Thank you so much Pennywriter for your time and words

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Fabulous. I had to read this one twice. First silently, and secondly, aloud. This is so cool to read aloud! It's like stepping into a fantasy realm and living a lifetime there in an instant. I'd like to hear you read it aloud. Have you ever thought of maybe making a podcast of some of your poetry? Once you put them into media file format or an mp3 you could make your own CD. I enjoyed this.

[roma20]

Hello Fabian, thank you so much for your kind words. I am new to both WC and the craft of writing. This is one of my first few poems. But your reviews are truly encouraging and I hope to grow with them. Maybe someday, I will have enough material to make a podcast!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Lovely. I strongly encourage you to keep writing. But a poet needs no such encouragement. I think Robert Frost said it best, "To be a poet is a condition, not a profession." And those who live in that condition cannot help but write. Blessings of peace and light. F.