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Fragile

door killea

she built her nest for three eggs
I watched and listened
as they matured
took their first flights
the joy of new life
one fell out of the sky
and I held it in my palm
so light and fragile
still warm, in my hand
it died
and I cried
many things in life
just as light and fragile
with spider thin threads that bind
and break at the slightest tug
a dream, a thought, a word said
misunderstood
though gently held in one's hand
slip away, and lie
dead, like the baby bird
and I cry

 

feedback van andere lezers

  • Magdalena
    het vogeltje is liefdevol omringd gestorven in jouw handen en werd gezegend door jouw tranen om de pijn van een stukje stervende schoonheid

    wie weet wordt het beestje herboren als een kleine kattin in wiens ogen jij je eigen schoonheid weerspiegeld ziet?

    XXXX
    killea: Yes, who knows.
    xx
    j
  • matahari
    Heeeeel mooi Killea

    liefs matahari
    killea: thank you, sweetheart

    xx
    j
  • jan
    Keith Richards also fell from a three, lucky that June was there at the very moment, you are a true hero!

    grtsxx
    killea: Keith Richards, should not have been up a tree - probably thought he could fly! thanks for great FB

    xx
    j
  • miepe
    héél frèle
    killea: Thank you miepe

    xx
    j
  • marrik
    I cry
    for not knowing
    who's holding my thread

    I cry
    for not knowing
    who decides over life and dead

    I cry

    XX
    M




    killea: Didn't you know, you are the wind beneath my wings?

    xx
    j
  • DeKoeneRidder
    It hits me!!!

    XXX J
    killea: Indeed it should!

    xx
    j
  • lief
    take good care of that little birdie...

    liefs
    killea: I buried him with honour for his short little life. His neck was broken and he was so warm and weighed nothing, still makes me
    sad.

    xx
    j
  • jamal
    listen to the song of Sting (Fragile) ...

    thisone goes deep June!

    xx
    killea: Many thanks, Jamal. The feeling is very deep - will listen to the song right now.
    xxx
    j
  • otiske
    Great. Goed gedaan.
    Graag gelezen, groetjes.
    killea: thank you Otiske
    xx
    j
  • Vanes
    life is so vulnerable
    killea: Indeed it is,Vanes
    thnk you
    xx
  • alie_jankind
    dat eerste stuk is al een gedicht op zichzelf
    (en zou ik zo laten, de rest kan een mooi nieuw gedicht gesponnen worden)

    she built her nest for three eggs
    I watched and listened
    as they matured
    took their first flights
    the joy of new life
    one fell out of the sky
    and I held it in my palm
    so light and fragile
    still warm, in my hand
    it died
    and I cried

    groeten

    killea: thank you Alie, perhaps you are right.
    ]
    xx
    j
  • bragt
    zeer fragiel en toch sterk zoals een spinrag ook kan zijn
    killea: Merci, darling
    xx
    j
  • Francis
    be carefull
    not everybody comes out of a chickenegg..
    xx FB
    killea: thanks
    xx
    j
  • dichtduvel
    Fragile it is, grtz, j
    killea: thank you so much,
    xx
    j
  • lucky
    idd fragiel
    killea: thks
    xx
  • yellow
    I promise to look at your stories when I have time,
    we talk soon June,

    Now i'm gonna do some work first,
    with love,

    Marc
    killea: Thank you Marc
    xxx
    j
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