Burning feathers

What scrapes at the inside of this skull?
Trying to break free from mirroring misery.
A bird trapped, or a candle with no flame.
Fighting against something that isn’t there.
Inside these reflections, dwells a silent creature.
Bound in feathers, but fearing flight.
Waiting to breathe, to fly and ignite.

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19 thoughts on “Burning feathers

  1. I like this!

    but I have to ask why a full-stop at the end of each line? surely enjambed lines would improve the flow

    For example

    What scrapes at the inside of this skull
    trying to break free from mirroring misery?
    A bird trapped, or a candle with no flame
    fighting against something that isn’t there.(?)
    Inside these reflections, dwells a silent creature
    bound in feathers, but fearing flight
    waiting to breathe, to fly and ignite.

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    • Personally, it’s just my style. I prefer breaking each line… Like a gasp or a drawn out breath.(or in this case a flap of each wing) I try not to get caught up too much with punctuation as I find it can hinder emotion and creativity sometimes…Though it can heighten it also sometimes. Glad you like this post.

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