Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

The Thing With Feathers

Something flew away from the window.

The window is closed, and

Something flew when the sun rose

Behind a flappingwing;

 

A flappingthought flew from me:

Pitiful rising thought behind a shadow thrown

When Something flew away from the window -

But the window is closed and the sun rose

And Something flew away.

Request permission to use this poem
s
Written by
sleepy-sigh
26 / American
Published
Aug 5, 2012
Lines·Words
9·53
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell sleepy-sigh how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write