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A Motionless Flight

The pointless waiting of a bird in flight,
Wings in fright, flagellating the wind.
You remind me, that all is forgotten,
Twigs still break in the barest of breeze.
You leave me the essence, water in air,
The fairest days, fragments once shared.

Spring was unfrozen that year I recall,
We stalled while soaring, a whoring gale
It swept us up, threw us out as if we
Were nothing, just debris that flew
And it didn't matter how hard I held on
This was the spring of our white knuckled ride.

The eye saw it all as it whorled, feathers
Unfurled, the fatalistic swoop to earth.
Pieces of heart, dangling in our mouths.
We feathered nests, fed our young souls.
When the ground thawed, we dug holes.
We never found the grain strewed path,
The fires caught, leaves burnt in the hearth.

There are no memories to feed this year
And I hear that yet again you flew too close.
There is a morose wailing in the air.
Boats bobbed, trying to escape moorings.
The sky sobbed and somewhere the trill
Became a shrill cry of storms overhead.

Poetry by Elle