"Broken Wings" (part one)
My home all destroyed by dark wicked fire,
I arrived again too late to save her -
She who quelled my far horizon desire.
Our island of beauty and life no more.
Slag and rubble-all hope from we was tore,
I looked and looked for the silver light she wore.
Her Temple on the Plaza of the Sun,
I landed there-rough!- to the ruins run...
With wretched sorrow, I cleared debris until done.
Her perfect form curled 'round a wounded child,
No life to be found, her light gone awhile,
I carried her past orchard trees, to the wild...
As filthy rain began to steady fall,
I laid her empty vessel on stone wall.
Letting go a mournful roar - none heard the call.
A final look at my first love's body,
Then a leap from the cliff, into the sea,
Wings expand and take flight... from such pain flee!
Racing along rocks and waves - faster yet!
Loss is chasing me with a speed unmet,
All of ev'rything screaming past... my reset?
Lifing up, steeper and steeper I climb,
To the heavens above and their keen rhyme,
Rise higher, fly stronger, be faster than Time...
To turn back the clock of true endless pain,
Drops of cold water change to stardust rain,
Shattered spirit turns my one purpose unsanc.
High above troubled blue world unfair,
Into the black night... do the stars care?
Exhausted, broke,. useless without the air!
Tumbling down, stars scarred armor,
My flame gone, but I feel gravity's fire,
Falling fast, my wings torn, burnt- danger now dire...
Through the sky a burning, dying cinder,
Ground and sea rushing to take me under,
To my lost love: Safe Travels! Where...? I wonder.
Between land and sea I hit, nearly dead.
Lost, dying... betrayed by for whom I bled,
A second chance at life, to me being led...
J.R.H -21
About the Creator
Jack Drake
It is what it is.
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