Birds
Terror Birds
Bird songs come from terror
They are screams
And cries of fear
Each note a desperation
Every tune a panic
Melodies are but anxieties
Chirps are but worries
And all flights are frights
As bird songs only come from terror birds
Window Birds
Like a bird to a window
I’ll fly into you now
Thoughts of coming through
Crush dead onto the ground
Found are feathers, blood, and bone
A dying alone
And a cry towards the transparent
But the words aren’t apparent
To a barrier to all but shight
That brings an end to flight
Kite Mountain
Sons are birds
Flying up and over mountains
But not before they breathe their mother’s body
Then their wings are born
And the old lungs are forgotten
And when I flew
You cried til the night
Then in your dreams
You clipped my wings
Keeping me in my cage
Where a bird’s flight is forgotten
- © Anthony Vernon 2022
Anthony David Vernon is a Cuban-American literary writer and master's level philosophy student at the University of New Mexico. He is a regularly published author of poetry along with short stories and philosophical articles in a variety of outlets. His premiere book is The Assumption of Death a hybrid work of poetry, short stories, and philosophical musings.
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