Posts tagged ‘pied’

18/02/2013

Magpie

 

If only there was nothing left

To take – I’d free my shimmered voice:

Released to sing as thrushes sing,

At dawn, at sunset, call the earth.

 

If only I could hide away,

The fields would know my tranquil heart.

A peace which only plovers know:

I’d be – and nothing more than that.

 

But then you’d lose the glittered back,

The gleaming iridescent wings,

The gathered glory of my nest,

The golden rings and silver silk.

 

I wonder if you’d miss the “chack”

And chattered questions I shout back?

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