Poems from international artists from
which to chose for inspiration. I’ve
chosen “Migratory Birds” by a
Serbian poet. I felt it could also apply
to the special relationships in our lives.
Submitted to dVerse
August 12, 2019
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Southward we fly
in answer to a genetic message
old as rime.
in answer to a genetic message
old as rime.
To my right, my wingman
long time friend
and trusted companion
long time friend
and trusted companion
For many years
we’ve made this journey
side by side
we’ve made this journey
side by side
We cry our joy
to those below
unaware
unaware
A gunshot sounds
my wingman falters
and plummets earthward
my wingman falters
and plummets earthward
Onward I fly
and scream my grief
Farewell, my friend
and scream my grief
Farewell, my friend
All the journeys
yet to come
will never be the same.
yet to come
will never be the same.
The journey ending in such a way has to be devastating... and they say that swans can only sing at death
ReplyDeleteAnyone who says animals don't have feelings is just trying to excuse our tyrannical behaviour. Love this, Beverly.
ReplyDeleteoh this touches a sad spot - starts off so well and bright rather like the original
ReplyDelete"We cry our joy
to those below"
This tears me apart, Beverly. line i love: "a genetic message old as rime"
ReplyDeleteThis is so sad Beverly.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful rewrite of this poem. I love the dark story that came alive!
ReplyDeleteA sad tale of a violent world...
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful poem from the point of view of a bird, Bev – I felt I was flying with this migrating flock, answering the ‘genetic message old as time’ – and I felt the grief at the loss of the wingman.
ReplyDeleteTo hunt for "sport"--something I will never understand.
ReplyDelete“All the journeys
ReplyDeleteyet to come
will never be the same.”
You made me cry. This poem is so beautiful and so sad.