Birds On the Wall
Moving her hands
She forms a bird
One that flies high
Taking her precious hat
This bird shadow wins
Over her own
Where she is weak
The bird is massive
He sits on the top of the wall
Looking down
She hears a chirp
The shadow with a hat
Produced sound
Out of its formed beak
Then the girl creates
She creates many more bird shadows
Now they flock
Within the walls
Of the living room
All looking at her
With a desire
To sit on her shoulder
And chirp
As they all can
She leaves them there
While she leaves the room
The birds disappear
Out from her imagination
Dissipated at once
With her
Nonchalant departure
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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