tHe miDniGHt biRdS
Deeper and deep
Within salt mists that seep
There are deep things and
deeper things, hidden and
dark
Where the white light is alien,
forbidden and hidden, and
chill is a living thing, frozen
and stark
Ā Ā Ā
Where the mountains rise
craggy and jagged and
piercing
Powerfully black and enraged
Where the shadows are living
and sinful and scornful
Where earth is spat out with
an air ever mournful
Where the midnight birds
gather in beady eye swagger
Oiled wings stretched out wide
inĀ aggression and caw
And tisĀ hereĀ I find place for my desolateĀ spirit, resigned
to makeĀ home with my very
own kind
Where no-one can find me or
love me or bind me or pierce
my heart with the lies of the
blind
For deeper and deep in the
salt mists that seep, there are
lost things and hidden things
never to find, never to rise or
make sense of pretence, in
the deeper deep dark of my
mind
M P 3/5/21
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wonderful poemĀ
Thankyou Greg š
You are so welcome Marion
Deep and scarily dark... Hugs Marion! Wishing you peace.
Hiya Max...lovely to see you here, thankyou x
I like the assonance,Ā well doneĀ
great pieceĀ
thanks for sharingĀ
Thanks so much Leah X
Wow lass you are brilliantly talented š¹ā¤ļøš¹
You old flatterer you...keep it coming š¤©š thanks Jill š¤š¤š¤
Pml ay well just for you I will always my lovely lass š¹š¹š¹