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When Birds Fall From Blue Skies

 

Make love your home;  
base life with acts  
that will keep whom  
we’ll meet from harm,  
 
that dark runs amok;  
just wait, don’t make  
this rule your fate.  
 
That life will live  
four ways, five days  
each spell will wage;  
with hawk reap  
came wolf howl,  
then wind blew.  
  
Cold rain, then snow  
goes blue when bird,  
this pawn, thus flew,  
knew such pain from  
ages long gone.  
 
Turn page, with sage  
word that sets fire,  
alas, ally amid, runs  
like ants gone home.  
   
This can’t help; that said,  
fury fills mind, hard fist.  
Beat your self upon  
cold dead prey.  
 
What else will they hunt?  
 What does that  
earn this your life?  
 
Turn away,  
walk away calm,  
look anon:  
what isn’t ours  
this time when they fall.  
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 8th Dec 2019
Author's Note
For and entered in cabcool’s “Four-Letter Word Poem”.
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