As a Feather Falls...

As a Feather Falls...

A Poem by Michael G. Smith
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Fallen feather suicide's victim

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Oh, tragic feather what is thy tragedy
No longer freedom gay or certian loft
How is this thy new translation
From a majesty, unto a wing thou hath mighty dropped

 

Were thou thus, shunned, cast away
Or merely, cut out or off
As limb from downward spiral angel
Perhaps, a troubled finch or insanity in wayward hawk

 

Lie, if thou must, amidst a deafening silence, lonesome soft
But, I plead, please tell me fallen feather, what hath befallen thee
Thy tuft to ne’er evermore touch again
What life should be, warmth of the summer's breeze

 

Sleep, sleep now 'neath the alley's gutter greys
Catching Weeping Willows damning drops
Adrift as the drowning lily dying
In seas of the myriad scattered rots

 

An accomplice I shall say, within a winter's willing white
And alas, buried ordinary in this, doth the corpse delight
Far beneath the crowds held at bay and forever lost
Now thou hath become the naked grove of wicker and then...
                        the more of naked souless crops

© 2017 Michael G. Smith


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Wow, I like this, Mike. The way you pondered upon the falling of a feather is fantastic! The stanza:
Were thou thus, shunned, cast away
Or merely, cut out or off
As limb from downward spiral angel
Perhaps, a troubled finch or insanity in wayward hawk

has interesting questions and probabilities, making the readers draw some insights. Well-written!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

10 Years Ago

I'm glad it made you think this was my intention with this piece. I wanted people to reflect upon th.. read more
Dense and deep. Favorite line at the end, "naked souless crops"

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

10 Years Ago

Thanks Rutherford, sometimes my mind gets off on a tangent.
This is a beautiful and heartbreaking poem, Mike.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

10 Years Ago

Thanks Rita.
Beautifully penned and this is one of my favorites if not my favorite M.G...Gorgeous...Rose:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

10 Years Ago

Thanks Rose appreciate your comments.
This is stunningly sad and your near rhymes are quite masterful. The entire piece is very moving.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

10 Years Ago

Thanks Ice, it took a tremendous amount of rewrites to get this to where it is.
I can't articulate how affecting this truly was, awe inspiring Mike, can't say enough.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

10 Years Ago

I will accept all you can say, Thanks Frieda.

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Added on March 6, 2013
Last Updated on March 20, 2017
Tags: suicide, death, feather, angel, tree


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