Starving little birdies

Starving little birdies

A Poem by Prodigo

 

Starving little birdies,
 
pluck out your eyes so you may cry.
 
Restless little birdies,
 
clip your wings so you may fly
 
Chirping little birdies,
 
Pierce your tongue so you may speak
 
Guilty little birdies
 
Climb to the edge so you may dive from the tree
 
Your body will shatter for the whole world to see
 
Unlike you who cannot speak
 
Unlike you who has no eyes
 
Unlike you who has no wings
 

© 2009 Prodigo


Author's Note

Prodigo
Review please!

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

OK, I like this a lot. I can't really critique because I am truthfully not knowledgeable enough to do so. I'm totally new to all this... I came here to check out your work after seeing your review on my writing. Thank you by the way for your insight. I'll take all I can get. ( I took down a few pics... got to thinking about it... you're totally right) So anyway, in this poem, I understand the opposites... (Starving... pluck out your eyes, Restless....clip your wings... etc) which ultimately lead to the point of total vulnerability. Are we most conscerned with the opinions of others? Or our own capacity? The world will always have its "say so".... I may be entirely wrong. Give me your feedback. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Talk to you soon!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

oh my goodness, the metaphor is damn great here. I really love and I have nothing to add but perfect. I enjoy reading it a lot :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


lol, shows how much I know about poetry. I thought this was my worst piece. Thanks for clearing that up.

Posted 13 Years Ago


what is it to mean if meaning is meaningless....

vulnerability is only a superficial piece of this poem
to me it's more about exploration and breaking out of the constraints that bond us unknowingly to the pockets of knowledge that we as humans have constructed in order to understand this thing that we have created for ourselves to understand...

on the edge of our emotions or better said, in the wreck ouf our frustration
we always find a sense of freedom...

anarchy... [live on]




Posted 13 Years Ago


I must say, you've done well here, it reminds me of a reflective metaphor
for real life, and expresses such as anguish, and cruel imagery, no doubt 100
consistant imagery and feeling and humor, brilliant job prodigo
i really enjoyed reading this

Posted 13 Years Ago


I can imagine hearing this as a song, it was beautifully written.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow O.o... Okay so I enjoyed how with every line you lose something, and with every-line it intensifies the vulnerability, Eyes, wings, tongue... And the in the end you see the full impact, or consequence of such a vulnerability. It kind of get you thinking... Makes you think of people who actually have endured that, are enduring that, and makes you thankful that you have not been deprived of such things... I would actually like to hear from you what you were thinking while you wrote this piece, if it isn't too much to ask hehe. But honestly, you most definately ARE a poet. I don't read many poems that have the originality and in-depth feel that yours do! Keep it up love!

xoxo
Rose

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

OK, I like this a lot. I can't really critique because I am truthfully not knowledgeable enough to do so. I'm totally new to all this... I came here to check out your work after seeing your review on my writing. Thank you by the way for your insight. I'll take all I can get. ( I took down a few pics... got to thinking about it... you're totally right) So anyway, in this poem, I understand the opposites... (Starving... pluck out your eyes, Restless....clip your wings... etc) which ultimately lead to the point of total vulnerability. Are we most conscerned with the opinions of others? Or our own capacity? The world will always have its "say so".... I may be entirely wrong. Give me your feedback. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Talk to you soon!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I enjoyed this poem a lot.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

276 Views
8 Reviews
Rating
Added on October 3, 2009
Last Updated on December 8, 2009

Author

Prodigo
Prodigo

Victoria, TX



About
Bad art is tragically more beautiful than good art because it documents human failure. more..

Writing
Jim Jim

A Story by Prodigo



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..