Birds of Wood
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Vague contours
your back seen against the evening glow
sliding sun in the window.
Silent statue of indifference.
Mute defense against my desperation
Anxious words try to enter you but
they ricochet and bounce
soundlessly ...... awkwardly
on walls ............ fall unused at your feet.
I feel my way to you with outstretched arms
but they meet wood.
Your bark acquiescent, unpleasant.
I caress you with anguished hands,
but they meet resistance.
Your words flow...
A bright river that ripples melodious.
Rivulets of harmonious sound
towards my hope.
But my hearing-starved words drop off the air
as wooden birds that have forgotten how to fly.
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March 7, 2017
© Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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