Cut Wing

Cut Wing

A Poem by Wild Willow Blue

Torture and pain are always among us..


Stinging faces

of many an unused prayer

a figure that stands

just, in darkness


Blind to the light

at the mouth of the cave


Deaf to the slow drip, drip

of terrified emotions


Silent heartbeats

excruciating screams!


Deaths falls to the clouds

and is lost



© 2012 Wild Willow Blue

Author's Note

Wild Willow Blue
All of my poetry comes from the heart.

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"falls to the clouds" very peculiar... falling upwards into clouds which is associated with some form of heaven...

Posted 8 Years Ago

you can def tell this comes from the heart and it was very interesting to read

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on May 31, 2012
Last Updated on May 31, 2012
Tags: Faces, Prayers, Emotions, Darkness, Lost


Wild Willow Blue
Wild Willow Blue


I am 30. I am female. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her everyth.. more..