birds of prey
I wrote this for this year's edition of NaPoWriMo. Is it working?
photo by Schick
image from morguefile
birds of prey
we wait
for the dusk
to scatter
the last of the
light
on cliff edges
that was once
the bastions
of mighty
citadels
and as the
last shards
of light splinter
and fall like
broken glass
we stretch
our wings the leather
taut with muscles
leap off
the precipice
soar over
the smoke and ruins
of a world
torched by
atomic fire.
29/04/2013
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"This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.”
― T.S. Eliot
Shared on Poetry Pantry #149 at Poets United.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2013
13 Comments:
Wow! This is an amazing poem, absolutely love the third stanza.
I grey and shattered world through the eyes of a predator--yes--I think this works!
This is powerful and scary. Great write.
This is absolutely fantastic! I love it!
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I think science and fiction and poetry combined DOES work. I do LIKE your poem.
It sure is working! Quite an achievement, to do it so deftly yet subtly.
i would hope that we never get there...a world smoking in atomic fire...though there always seems to be some man man ready to give it a try...and at the rate we are going in disrespecting our planet and each other...it might just happen
Lisa,
thank you! i really like the third stanza too. :)
Audrey,
thank you! :)
Anthony,
thanks!!
Amber,
thank you! :)
Mary,
in this case, it works like a charm? :)
Rosemary,
thank you! and to think it's for NaPoWriMo. :D
Brian,
i hope not too. :(
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Excellent words.
I fear we will leap off the precipice...
Anna :o]
thank you, Anna. :)
with so much differences between nations, this can be a likely scenario. :(
Wow wow!!
This is absolutely brilliant!!
a double wow!
thank you, ny friend! :)
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