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Accidental Slaughter of a Proud Bird

by Sparrow_splitter 

Posted: 07 November 2003
Word Count: 71


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It came out
ghost like
from the sky.
The stupid fucker,
thought it was me
that was gonna die.

Talons raised,
eyes wide
Tried to catch me,
take me onna ride.
I'm not a mouse,
I'm inna car
That owls head,
the glass bounced far.

I didn't mean it,
I tried to cry.

Just one feather,
from where you die,
a streak of blood
They're all that's left

Till I wiped






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Ticonderoga at 21:24 on 08 November 2003  Report this post

Hell, sparrow or hawk? Very real, unsentimental yet sensitive. Puts me in mind of Johnny Cash's comment about being 'a dove with claws'. Pleasure to return the compliment, birdman.

Love and Mercy,

Mike

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P>S> superb title!

dr_mandrill at 22:43 on 08 November 2003  Report this post
The snootiest of all fowl. I can't stand the way they look down their beaks at you just because you didn't have the 'right' kind of education, or can't rotate your head 360 degrees.

Don't waste your tears, man, you did us all a favour.

dm


ps- this poem has real nobility.

Ticonderoga at 00:33 on 09 November 2003  Report this post

dr m,

your show is slipping!


L & M,

Mike

Sparrow_splitter at 14:10 on 09 November 2003  Report this post
cheers guys. The title took me longer to write than the poem so glad you liked it Mike.
DM, you have just got to ignore those owls. They may know which fork to use at a dinner party but are they really happy?


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