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Smiling, The Caged Bird Sings

Smiling, The Caged Bird Sings

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Published by Scott Stackpole

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Published by: Scott Stackpole on Feb 28, 2012
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smiling, the caged bird sings
it's an eclectic kind of dayas an indecisive wind comes and goes.from the south it brings the gentle aromaof blossoming flowers;from the north comes the chilledbreezes of artic delight;from the west the salt water air covers everything;from the east the sick smell of sewage from the waste water plantassults my senses.the sun shines boldly from it's spot in the heavensthen runs and hides like a child afraid of being caught.the patchwork sky holds everything inas I watch from my perch,a caged bird unable to flybut still holding the desire,clutching it to my heartas if losing it would mean my death.in the left hand I hold tight to a stringconnected to a kite in the form of a snake.the wind blows once more from the south,billowing the delicate folds,filling the kite with warm wind of memoryas it lifts me up, out of my current mood,out of my mind,until I'm adrift in an ocean of forgotten placesand people.friends and family I once knewsail along sidesmiling.I watch as they slide slowly down the skylike raindrops on a window paneuntil they disappear far below,returning to the earth from which they cameleaving me alone again.
 
another gust pushes me higherand I see the face of love once moresmillingbreifly until she too fades into the mist of time.I hover beside her memory,for a moment,until the icy northern winds strike meforcing me down through a lifetimeof pain and sorrow,death and remorse.tears fall freelybut never touch the ground.the wind alters it's course once morethis time coming from the west.I can feel the salt water on my skinas the ocean stretches out beneath meblue and shimmering.I sail across the waves taking me far from land,far from home.dolphins jump beside metrying to match my speedsmiling.then the eastern wind returnsforcing me away from the sea,back towards landas it tears at the fabric of the kiteripping it,rending it,until it can no longer support meand I fallin dizzying spiralsback to my perch,my cage,and I sit behind it's barssinging softly about all I have seen,all I have done,smiling........

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Shyam Adrift added this note
lovely :)
Carl F Maulbeck added this note
the key is cultivating relationship as opposed to harvesting a crop - "but still holding the desire, / clutching it to my heart / as if losing it would mean my death" - well done, scott
Aniruddha Sastikar added this note
A very moving poetry, Scott. Really beautiful. Love it. Has Scribd removed the option of rating a document. Am sorry, I couldn't find it. 5 Stars for this wonderful poetry, Scott.
Steve U added this note
Great effort, Scott! Lot of great lines in here, and enjoyed the narrative.
good one......
rhiannonenya added this note
eastern sewage wind it was, in the end... yet the bird still sang
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