Evening Sun

Evening Sun

A Poem by Little Birdie
"

Fingers deep in your soul.

"
I sat until bones
became
brittle.

Pointed
like a double-bladed knife.

I sat

and let the air consume me whole,

melted into May
until ivy blistered my ankles.
I waited the most

and no one told me
it's not coming
back.

And I waited,
and I sat

blistered and
brittle
infected with
defeat.

Until teeth ripped through roots,
nails disfigured the petals,

And I moved.

Fingers deep in your soul,
in the hems of your dress,
as you pulled me through

until the evening sun

found my face.

© 2014 Little Birdie


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I really liked it. If I may offer a comment I found the beginning a bit halting? The middle was my favorite. "No one told me until defeat. The flow was awesome there. Excellent work!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Little Birdie

9 Years Ago

I agree, it is halting indeed. I tried to make it that way though. In a way this poem describes my p.. read more
Excellent but I knew you would be. I was referred by someone equally as talented as you and nice to meet you and your inner workings by the way :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Little Birdie

9 Years Ago

this is so sweet! thank you so much :) and nice to meet you too!
Shirlena

9 Years Ago

Ur welcomed but you deserved it ;).
a crafted piece that is packed with imagery and feeling, well done, good read.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Little Birdie

10 Years Ago

thank you, I'm glad you like it :)
Love the imagery used here :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Little Birdie

10 Years Ago

thank you!
"Fingers deep in your soul,
in the hems of your dress,
as you pulled me through

until the evening sun

found my face."

A splendid poem. I like the ending the most. Wonderful...:)................


Posted 10 Years Ago


Little Birdie

10 Years Ago

Thank you, I'm very glad you enjoyed it :)
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

I did. You are welcome...:).....................
Glorious imagery here, I really like the feel of this one...excellent read.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Little Birdie

10 Years Ago

Thank you a bunch!

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Added on February 25, 2014
Last Updated on February 25, 2014
Tags: evening, sun, summer, love, pulling through

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Little Birdie
Little Birdie

Rijeka, Croatia



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