A Curious Bird Poem by Lodigiana Poetess
A Curious Bird
Enclosed within a Faraday
to shield against external pain,
but through the bars so scarce yet wide
a glimpse of what exists...
Outside
No room to stretch or wings to fly
but warmth of sun still penetrate,
sweet sounding words to soothe the breast
words that I try to imitate..
at best.
Escape or stay, there is no choice
within life's cage all things are bound.
A wingless flight, a birdsong stilled
to render me, a curious bird, now
killed.
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7/19/2025 12:54:25 AM # 1.0.0
Life. The eternal trap. A trap still the same, whether its bars be iron or gilded gold. But in one's mind and imagination one can escape and enjoy the solace of freedom, of a sort. A fine poem Lodigiana, for always you write something original with a heartfelt message. A full score, but its not about the points, the numbers. It's about the words. Just the words. Take care Lodigiana. Shaun. x.