Monthly Archives: September 2014

The Free Bird Soars Through the Blue#1 Sky

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by Angela Guo

The free bird soars through the Blue#1 sky

Admiring her spotless wings of tie-dye

The free bird gazes at the Red#40 horizon

Thinking, “Oh, what a fabulous, fine fortune.”

The free bird dips and scratches the Blue#2 Sea

Remaining lost in her pure ecstasy

The free bird inspects her pretty rainbow feathers

And now by a small tiny little worry, she is tethered

The free bird, baffled by her discolored plumage,

Returns to the Blue#2 Sea

The free bird’s little scratch has caused a leakage

No longer is her panorama so perfectly pretty

The free bird asks Him

“Dear Lord, what have I done?”

With a curious, crooked smile, He replies

“Questions are liked by no one.”

The free bird returns to her Blue? sky

But no longer does she admire her wings of tie-dye

The free bird examines the Red? horizon

Soon the glowing sun will be risin’

The free bird flaps back to the leakage once more

Wondering why the Blue? sea flows so imperfectly

The free bird leans down and opens the door

The water clearing her eyes of deceitful debris

The free bird rubs her eyes a bit too vigorously

And now she opens them to a sight not-so-sightly

Confined by metal bars the bird must stand

Her life, her world, in reality not grand

The caged bird squawks frightfully

“Why, I am not so free!”

He dangles a Yellow#5 seed, saying

“Eat this, my dear pretty.”

Flarf

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Feeling sentimental and stuff. Poems used: “I love you” by Ella Wheeler Cox; “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe; “The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!” by John Keats; “Dear One Absent This Long While” by Lisa Olstein; “I loved you first: but afterwards your love” by Christina Rosseti; “[Lying in bed I think about you]” by Joshua Beckman; “You, Therefore” by Reginald Shepard; “Dangerous Love” by Maya Asregadoo

 

My darling dearest sweetheart

Lying in bed I think about you

here where there is no snow 

(I dreamed the snow was you, when there was snow)

Yours is the name the leaves chatter

at the edge of the unrabbited woods.

I loved you first— 

loved with a love that was more than love

Did you ever love me,

 my Annabel Lee?

You called me yours once and I smiled

The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!

Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes

Faded the shape of beauty from my arms,

 Faded the voice, warmth, whiteness, paradise –

i – still – carry your heart with me (i carry it in

my heart)

i am never without it

My darling dearest sweetheart

Lying in bed I think about you

here where there is no snow