Abel Thundil

Posted on : 20 May 2021

BIRDSONG
A yellow bird sits on the standing plank of a fallen fence
And watches the lake shine.
It sings this song for someone.
But for who?
The men in the speedboat drown in the engine’s erring.
And the wind has it's own music to play.
A yellow bird sits on the standing plank of a fallen fence
And sings.
But for who?
The water enjoys it
And dances,
Breaking the lines of light that have been there for long
Like wrinkles on an old forehead.
A yellow bird sits on the standing plank of a fallen fence
And sings.
But for who?
Maybe it's for the water
And maybe for me.
“It's ready.” He said.
The bird was on a stick
Rotating above the fire.
Now the flames sing too
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Posted on : 20 May 2021