What I saw when the rain went away


A blackbird that cannot sing
sits on a statue once white,

now concealed in duskdust
and eaten by moist moss –

the features of the faces
soon impossible to see.




Poetry by sidhe
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Written on 2007-05-24 at 19:08

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cory Crook
I dig so much of a portrait in such short but long poetry mind may wonder in the dark thinkin of what it would be like to live in black. i like this peom be my friend comment back
2009-09-24



A poem that is so much like a photo...
Welcome to the bay, sidhe! It is a joy to see you here!
2007-05-24


Zoya Zaidi
I read it again and again to get to the bottom of it.
I think it is great!
I was trying to connect the black-song-less-bird to the decaying statue- I must be dumb today! lol!
Welcome to the bay!
(((Hugs)))
Love, Zoya
2007-05-24