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sacrifice
“The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it
is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn
enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until ther
e is not the life left to utter another note. But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know.
We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.”
― Colleen McCullough, The Thorn Birds
i am a bird
wild in the cold
bent by the cares
of troubled souls
i brood my sighs
with high esteem
to carve new thoughts
for sentient dreams
i sing my songs
of innocence
when overwrought
by circumstance
daily i die
inside my cell
there’s no escape
from this dark hell
to stand alone
such is the yen
out in the cold
of acumen
the thorn bird sings
his pierced breast torn
earth’s sweetest song
against the thorn
comingled thus
his ritual guise
of song and blood
the sacrifice
i carve new thoughts
dreams freshly born
my rest to woo
one sullen morn
© Copyright 2019 December 12
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
is driven by it knows not what to impale itself, and die singing. At the very instant the thorn
enters there is no awareness in it of the dying to come; it simply sings and sings until ther
e is not the life left to utter another note. But we, when we put the thorns in our breasts, we know.
We understand. And still we do it. Still we do it.”
― Colleen McCullough, The Thorn Birds
i am a bird
wild in the cold
bent by the cares
of troubled souls
i brood my sighs
with high esteem
to carve new thoughts
for sentient dreams
i sing my songs
of innocence
when overwrought
by circumstance
daily i die
inside my cell
there’s no escape
from this dark hell
to stand alone
such is the yen
out in the cold
of acumen
the thorn bird sings
his pierced breast torn
earth’s sweetest song
against the thorn
comingled thus
his ritual guise
of song and blood
the sacrifice
i carve new thoughts
dreams freshly born
my rest to woo
one sullen morn
© Copyright 2019 December 12
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
Published 22nd Dec 2019
| Edited 28th Jan 2024
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22nd Dec 2019 6:52am
"
i carve new thoughts
dreams freshly born
"
With hope alive
Dreams yet fulfilled
And soar
Thanks Cabcool, this write is deep.
i carve new thoughts
dreams freshly born
"
With hope alive
Dreams yet fulfilled
And soar
Thanks Cabcool, this write is deep.
Thank you, wonderful friend and beautifully-emerging poetess.
Perhaps its time for us to explore even deeper depths in your own work
RL accolade much appreciated.
Yours sincerely
cab
Perhaps its time for us to explore even deeper depths in your own work
RL accolade much appreciated.
Yours sincerely
cab
25th Dec 2019 9:10am
Yes, it is time for us to explore depths so i can attain heights dreamed of.
I am grateful daily.
I am grateful daily.
22nd Dec 2019 1:21pm
22nd Dec 2019 6:42pm
Thank you!
Your kind words are about to plunge me into sweet oblivion!
Yours sincerely
cab
Your kind words are about to plunge me into sweet oblivion!
Yours sincerely
cab
