Eleven Blackbirds | Poem | Linda J Wolff

Break the wings of a broken bird,

cage it, and view a slow death,

or throw seeds upon a murky ground

puddle a pool of tears,

watch wings spread, mend, open a window

and set it free.

Dawn awakens the dead, a once broken winged bird

brings eleven friends.

eleven blackbirds | Linda J Wolff

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