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Henri Dahooter Poem
The owl's feathers were like ash
They circled inward
Like a void
Pierced by the suns within
Copyright © Henri Dahooter | Year Posted 2017
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Henri Dahooter Poem
Flap your wings and go ahead
Don’t give up & don’t turn back
I’ve gone with you, shown and led
This is for what I’ve been bred
Now it’s come & I shan’t lack
In mind, in wing, or in back
Ne’er been closer to my life been shed
Lyhgo-Hoyshu waits my come
But already I am numb
He sits high in his castle
We fly on, bright as pastel
It’s rising out of the mist
So high it cannot be missed
Ne’er been closer to my life been shed
I land at his wooden door
You land with me, with your friends
Above me, I see him soar
He strikes down and I have bled
Soon I know it’ll be the end
My claws flash out, sharp to rend
Ne’er been closer to my life been shed
As he dies I know my fault
I’d thought too fast, scared to halt
My chance was up, we were gone
I look at you, you my son
We both know what I have done
He was great and I had none
Now I know my life has been shed.
Copyright © Henri Dahooter | Year Posted 2017
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