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Starling
Clip my wings and watch me fall
Into emotions cold
A tangled nest of nervous mess
Worries both newborn and old
Grounded in my fear I cannot
Sing my morning song
Tearful eyes long for the skies
With naught to do but plod along
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Structured: Western
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Walt Whitman. I’m enamored by the work of lyricists such as Robert Hunter, John Barlow, John Dyer Baizley, and Tom Marshall just to name a handful.
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Geezer
Fri, 2023-04-21 20:32
Yeah...
I hear that. Keep plodding, it gets better. I try to focus on getting some things done, rather trying to do everything. I feel better that way, at least I don't feel like I am failing at it all, and there is always something to do tomorrow! Using the bird as a symbol
of freedom and loss of it's ability to fly, gives this piece an edge. ~ Geez.
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Lavender
Sat, 2023-04-22 22:18
Starling
Hello, Tim,
I am intrigued with starlings. They are the only bird that uses the method of murmuration to protect themselves from the elements - predators, bad weather. There are usually hundreds or more that swirl and move together as one - almost like a beautiful black cloud performing a graceful ballet. I'm sure you've seen them. Extraordinary. With that, I was drawn to your title. You are in my thoughts. I hope you are not grounded too long - it's always a joy watching you fly!
Lx
RoseBlack
Sun, 2023-04-23 15:10
Beautiful
Love the use of the bird and the loss of its ability to fly, yet it keeps going. Strong symbolism there and as always, elegantly written.
~RoseBlack~