Not the Bluebird of Happiness

Not the Bluebird of Happiness

A Poem by Sarah Wolfe

It came with fluttering wings,
Descending and ascending
Faltering but unshakeable.

The wings were blue,
Deep and dark,
Delicate and unreachable.

The way it quivered and trembled,
I thought and hoped,
It would fall away forever.

Still, I could not deny
The beauty and serenity,
The silence and the familiarity.

It circled around my head
Though it forever rested on my heart
I was confused.

It flew like a feather
But weighed me down like lead
My chest sank low.

It looks beautiful,
And gives me company,
But it always makes me feel alone.

© 2015 Sarah Wolfe

Author's Note

Sarah Wolfe
I wrote this poem after I made the painting, because I thought it would be a lovely pairing if it had a poem to go with it.

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Added on September 17, 2015
Last Updated on September 17, 2015
Tags: sad, bluebird, wings, moody, blue, free form, drawing, painting


Sarah Wolfe
Sarah Wolfe


Hello, I'm a 16 year old with a passion for writing and drawing, and a love for all things gothic. I use writing as an outlet for my moods and sometimes get a little preachy with my philosophies on li.. more..