That Last Feather

It spirals back down,

Hits the earth with a thud. 

If a bird falls in the woods,

Would anyone hear it?

Its body lay limp,

Now crushed by the fall.

Its wing lay crushed

As its feather pan out around.

In the air circling.

Like a puppy that lost its way.

They float and gently reach the ground.

Its beak lay open towards the sky.

Crying to return,

To it's family.

It's home in the trees.

What happened?

Wouldn't you like to know.

If I said nothing.

You wouldn't know.

That bird lay there,

All tattered and broken.

Those feathers circling.

Looking for it's wing.

It's sad to think,

I know this much is true.

There may be a bird,

There may not.

Wouldn't you like to know?

So would that last feather.

Spiraling for the ground.

Looking for it's wing. 

Reviews

[Cheavel DeLuna]

i like this, it makes me sad, but also makes me things i usually dont think about..

[TJ]

so sad :(
i see this as the plight of a person's life spiraling downward out of control and everyone around just being blind to it. I wish we could be more attentive to the plights of thses little broken winged birds