Flightless Bird
The inhabitants flounder in the sunny willow
With sapid but impertinent larceny
And darkness dug a hole in the very chamber
Of the scarlet thunders of the sun
The tree hold unto the grimy earth
Begrudge to its deluging tears and drought
That inflamed the home of his sprouting
And quelled the flames of his pyre
The zephyr spoke of benign secrets
As clandestine as the ways of the stones
Whetting the sheen of the daggers stabbed
On her silky transparent tresses
The world shifted below his sullen feet
And whimpers in his tedious psalms
The silence wore a moue of lubricous vanguard
And travailed for his infrequent flight
And the song of the rapidly beating wings
Against the hallooing verses of the wind
Was heard across the cavernous mind
The violins descanted the requiem
A flightless bird with albino visions
That winded through failed ambitions
poem by Norman Santos
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