![]() The Thorn BirdA Poem by brandubh
Beneath the fronds of the Yggdrasil tree
The Thorn Bird squawks his mating call
A forlorn sound that disturbs the reverie
Desolate refrains that will never enthrall
That fruitless pursuit to captivate a mate
Drives a Thorn Bird to ineffable despair
A passion of living that it can never sate
A yearning in life that it can never share
Thus the Thorn Bird begins a final quest
Searching the trees for that perfect thorn
A parting descant is life’s solitary behest
An air to please the heart of any Unicorn
With the perfect thorn, sought and found
On that perfect thorn the Thorn bird dies
Lifecycle's one song is a beautiful sound
With the ultimate note, the Phoenix flies
© 2015 brandubhAuthor's Note
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Added on May 22, 2015 Last Updated on May 22, 2015 Author![]() brandubhUnited KingdomAboutA dabbler of words and rhyme, I love to read and write new poetry. more..Writing
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