Night (Dark Wings)


A bird sits upon a wire

Black on black

A single song rebounding

Such sweet disorder

Echoing against the void of night

Such gentle turmoil

An alchemy of emotion

My heart breaks at the beauty

And the pain

Carried upon his melancholy refrain

Dark wings spread like shadows

He circles upwards

Ever alone with the moon

© Ann Bagnall

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