House Fire

you make me wanna scream
you make me wanna run
this bird that flies
and infiltrates my mind

the exquisite nature of the bird is truly special
the way it’s wings flap in the direction of the wind
the way it’s delicate body lands in a puff 

but the birds talons are sharp
the prickly haunting nails scrape against the power lines
causing surge and fire we

but amongst this fire there is calm
the one untouched spot in the middle of the field 
in that spot there lies a single flower
untouched and wilting 
patiently waiting to be engulfed 
and so the bird watches
with a lovely grin
wilted flowers are dying 
and death is the bird
the bird burns so brightly
only to be reborn

as that bird that flies
and infiltrates my mind
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March 22, 2023 at 3:36 AM
Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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