Birds of Pray

On top of the pines

they spoke in tongues

and redressed cycled days.

They walked upon the sky

and intersected with wings

aflame by the sun.

It is an aviary of prayer

of limitless tone.

I am not alone.

 

The field is an amphitheater

catching and throwing

the sounds of mourning.

A duet of doves seize the day.

Carpe diem tweaks the dew

and lifts redemption again.

The blackbird’s night song

fades into light.

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5 thoughts on “Birds of Pray

  1. Great poem. My favorite line, “They walked upon the sky and intersected with wings aflame by the sun.” Also your opening line, “On top of the pines….”

  2. oh wow jerry…this is beautiful…the field an amphitheater..on top of pines speaking in tongues..and the night song fading into light…very atmospheric piece

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