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Midnight Bird Haunts

Branches like bars
separate me from skies
birds in flying
alight

Sung out of this
feathered corset —
each tongue tight,
for night's

Unseen way up —
alone, lay
me down with
my unseen streak

Their skeleton
unlike my wings;
God, they
sing —

Eyes nest
nowhere —
I remember morning
by heart

Red chested,
I'm blinded 
by the percussions
who can see dark —

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Alesia Leach Date: 5/18/2025 1:04:00 PM Paige, this piece drifts like a nocturne--fragmented, intimate, and full of quiet longing. I was especially struck by “feathered corset” and *“I remember morning by heart”--*such raw, lyrical phrases. The poem feels like a bird’s prayer and a dream’s echo all at once. Mysterious, musical, and beautifully haunting. Login to Reply

Zyrool Gifford Date: 5/15/2025 9:57:00 AM Hello Paige, this is a beautifully written gem of a poem. Enjoyed the read. Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 4/21/2025 3:56:00 PM That first verse is a wow and how it depicts them as caged. Thanks for seeing so many of my poems recently Login to Reply

Sam Kauffman Date: 4/19/2025 1:10:00 PM This is outstanding, Paige. Your imagery of the caged bird is remarkable! I think it is one of the best things you have written. Strong metaphor that jumps off the page. If this is for a contest, best wishes! Easter blessings of joy to you! Login to Reply

Victor Buhagiar Date: 4/14/2025 1:47:00 AM A beautiful poem, so smoothly written. Great imagery. Login to Reply

Ink Empress Date: 4/11/2025 1:49:00 PM I love the deep feelings running through your well woven poem dear sweet paige! I hope you are doing well! Iv missed reading you and its so good to read this today, one that is as always flowing so effortlessly with such abstract metaphors! Theres so much depth in your descriptive wordplay! I felt this Pleasure reading your poem today! Sending you light always Login to Reply

Nette Onclaud Date: 4/9/2025 5:04:00 PM wow...a slew of descriptive images rules this poetic wall , paige...' feathered corset' so unique! huggs Login to Reply

Kim Rodrigues Date: 4/9/2025 9:41:00 AM Trapped whether by branches, corset, skeleton…then the imagery of red chested, blindness, percussion. Excellent emotive writing, dear Paige. Login to Reply

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 4/9/2025 6:42:00 AM Dear Paige, Welcome Back! I love how your word claws at the cage of night and those branch-bars holding back flight, yet birthing song from the unseen. I feel the ache of wings that aren’t wings, of a red chest drumming against dark’s percussions. You’ve captured the paradox of being both caged and free, blind yet seeing deeper into morning’s memory. Such haunting beauty of unbelonging. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel Login to Reply