Ornette

Here's something I wrote...I can tell you what it's about if any of you are curious.



The single, fractured, shard of the sun -
battered by solid rain -
Holds us close in its tired glow
While it wanes for what seems like forever.

The earth wraps her arms around me, dying
to keep us apart; But I won't retreat to
The concrete cage that lies beneath
our glittering nest.

Nothing so pure as the flight of a pen
Over seas of white would we ever see,
Breathing life into the stories that
Kept us together.

And in our little nest flight comes
Naturally; And we come naturally
to an end but the nest remains as
Glowing and open as in our final days.



Poems just look cooler in italics. Any (constructive) criticism is welcome.