i opened up my mouth
and a white owl flew out
clutching my twisted
larynx in her claws.
i threw a handful of
burnt and blackened fox teeth
in the path of her flight
to distract her, but
she only flew higher,
stirring with her wings
the winds of my imagination.
i cried out, voiceless
as she wound upwards
in the moonlight.
and then, i saw your star
piercing the darkness
with a brilliant light.
i stretched out my tongue
towards it in a silent
plea, and watched as you
tore yourself loose from
the black netting of
the night sky, plunging
down with your fiery
tail and jarring free
the thing that she had
stolen from me.
i found you fallen, cold
as a stone in the creekbed
and i shed two tears for
your loss.
i will bury you in the
morning,
by the light of the sunrise.
Author notes
oh that was a day indeed...many moons ago..
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your original style is most refreshing!


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oooohh..'most' refreshing...well that does add a nice touch.
thanks man..
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I just love the end of this. What is it about the moonlight we all seem to write about it .. It is true that things always look better in the morning.


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i had a thought once that becasue so many peoples look at the moon and dream of love..sing songs of beauty and romance to the moon..gaze so long at its glowing self with rapture that perhaps it reflects those etheric sentiments back on to us?..its possible..maybe.
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ok ..
youre always good with really powerful imagery .. i really am becoming partial to your writes


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hehehe..well thank you msieu.. welcome to the wild and wonderful world of my inner vision.
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And I'd like to know the story behind it. It's a wonderful, symbolic/allegorical piece...someone/thing who gave you back your "speech" I a very self-less way.
You are a multi-faceted writer madam, and a pleasure to read.

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mmm..it's a very long story..one i'd love to share and likely will..i must start writing "paragraph pieces" soon..firstly, i must find some way to make the tale make sense!..
heehee.."madam"..i love it!..it makes me feel..accomplished?..not sure what i'm feeling just now, but my eyes are twinkling with something distinctly other than their usual facetiousness..
..thank you mister-Y..you've made my morning.
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