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Little Grey Bird

in the corridors of this well I saw a little grey bird had just fell and yet I tried to catch it, it went through my hand and then I felt myself sweat across my head band I looked on the floor, but it wasn't there not even an imprint upon the floor to share so I got off my knees and gazed through the halls and there the little grey bird was perched on its walls I tried to catch her, but to each attempt the little grey bird would fly off his hemp and yet I would look around; to see where he flew I would see nothing, not even feathers that shewed So I just stood in the middle of many pathways abrupt I wasn't sure anymore if my eyes were corrupt and then, as when, I have started to give up the little grey bird's small wings push me down with a gust! and I screamed! I screamed! at this grey little scoundrel! the grey bird became bigger with sound of my mouthfuls I saw her little dark eyes became large and black I must leave this place! I am being attacked! I closed my eyes and tried to stay back and when I opened...something had lacked my mother came in and sat next to me she asked me did I just have a bad dream? of coarse I did not, they grey bird returned and then my mother's face became very stern lets go she said, we have no more time but what about the grey bird? there are no gray birds, they're all in your mind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/14/2010 11:34:00 AM
Scary dreams that you are having in this write. I hope just a write and not real life. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my writes especially the one "Unopened Eyes". It is really a political write that I used the cats as a metaphor. It is the politicians that a blind not the cats. They do stay outside. They have a safe place to go with a house so that dogs can't get them and they can be warm. Sara
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