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The Dust Jacket

There was a time
before this, my love
When life was good

When you and I
would dress
for some function or other
All of them made more special
by our fine feathers

When you left
the feathers were packed away
and I wore black

Crow, raven and rook
asleep in a craggy nook

Time to awake
To face the sun
To shake off the dust
To don the lush plumage
To search for the mate

I will soar to the skies again
in a blaze of colour
that outdoes the rainbow

Look my love
See me fly


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  • maa gold member
    August 17, 2008

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    wow, what a powerful verse ...
    goosbumping all over ...
    I truly love your metaphors about the rainbow-plumes and the black raven-feathers, I'm a big birdie-lover, you know ?
    this poem truly has hit the target in every way, and even if the time for grief is not over yet, your colorful perspective of healing and joy is very seducing and recomforting ...
    thank you so much for this precious poetic gem,
    maa


  • aanika
    July 23, 2008

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    i like this.
    the ending wasn't very strong though ...
    it seemed quite cliche at the end

    i love the second last stanza.


  • Miss Faerie Greeters member
    July 20, 2008
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    Welcome to Allpoetry

    Wow.. this is very sad. I can see how you are saying there was such love and you had such an amazing life with your love and then they were gone.. and you couldn't fly the same anymore.

    Very effective.

    Welcome to Allpoetry, I hope that you enjoy the site

    Miss Faerie
    Site Greeter


  • etoile
    July 17, 2008
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    i think this would flow better if you added some punctuation, and you had one rhyming stanza in there; which threw me off because the rest of the poem didn't rhyme. but otherwise i liked it

    I will soar to the skies again
    in a blaze of colour
    that outdoes the rainbow
    ---
    especially that stanza, it was beautiful

    thanks and goodluck

  • gingernut
    July 17, 2008
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    Very poignant

    A bereaved soul coming out of the tunnel into the light. Excellent.

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