Wings Discarded On A Headland, Found Comments
Wings discarded on a headland, found;
On coarse rock clean and worn
Honeycombed salty bitter, fragmented
Wrenched by the rowing sea
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Honeycombed, bitter salted and the rowing sea are just exceptional lines indeed... This although covering the final moments before decomposing (love that word, says so much) the beautiful decline of what once was... This is one of my favourites I've read in a while as an ode to bygone importance (ruffled feathers) ... Inspirational, this encourages so many passages of thought...harmony in words.. Karen
A very beautiful poem, really like it. Everything in life living or dead strives to be free. A really fantastic write.
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7/23/2025 9:57:08 PM # 1.0.0
A fall and resurrection. Admiral poem, strongly written and the ryhme did not overcome the meaning as sometimes happens in verse. It begins with death and decay, then with power and purpose, and ends, in the poets own words, free at last, free at last, free at last.