Song-Bird

a cage made of silver coloured wires
a metal weave and knots
that together have made a bell

the shape so like has no hammer
but a tiny door closed with
a piece of blackthorn

inside a slim branch hangs
from two thin silver
chains. it swings. slow

and without sound as 
the bird was imagined
and so was the song.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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