The Divorce MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   And so flies the Robin

The shell of inhibition hath broken

Love forged through lust.

And so flies the Stork

A small bundle of miracles

Sleeping in the nest of naivete.

And so flies the Raven

The tempest gathers strength

Straining, pulling, breaking the bond

The miracle tears, is devastated

Plucked of its trust, its confidence, its feathers

And so flies the Dove

Yet where art thy branch?

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on Jan. 8 2011 at 8:33 am
SMWells PLATINUM, Carlisle, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
Some truths best left unspoken.

I felt at first that you were trying to be to clever. Normily if a poem starts with such a mind set. It falls flat at the end. Your ending was the best part of a wonderful poem.


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