Monday, 4 April 2011

Metamorphosis

I remember my roots

I forget the feathers that fall from my wings

I watch the crow's eat

and the bluebirds cry and sing.

I don't know how to help

because I can't speak the words

Still I want you to know

that everything that hurts me

hurts me inwards.

And you put on your brave face

but I see your wrapping curling

Your not falling down, mother

Your hurling.

I remember my roots

I forget what I see

you say theres a devil in my reflection

but its you, its not me


Holly New

No comments:

Post a Comment