“The Birds”
Let me quote A.E Houseman… "if a man is insensible to poetry, it does not follow that he gets no pleasure from poems…"
To me, poetry is not of the measures, or the standards, neither the form…But to me it’s what the soul fails to deliver when we sometimes fail to look deeper…and to perceive.
…In the realm of your famous wake
Is an urge of a voiceless sigh
The call begins in the morning
Waking the birds
The sun refuses pardon
But the light strews its face
But the whisper of the clock
May awaken the birds…
Their beaks I see are futile
But a worm would mean life
Now the sound of the breach
Has awaken the birds…
The fire has yet refused
To stop burning since the night,
The due fails to cover the ends
As it awakens the birds…
- Bejay
It would like to keep the elucidation to myself. I’d rather keep it a mystery than loose it’s depth….
