Bird Of Art
They are worth falling down for
and used to make me tremble,
I see them through owl eyes wide
sitting in the pages of a strangers book.
Familiar to me;
hanging from the moon
by a rope,
hearing that laugh again,
the Cheshire grinning a Sunbeam
rampant and righteous
sterling a sing-song.
A bird of art gifted,
a starling in another poets sky,
I retrace my steps unblinking
swept away in memories
of a past life,
and the possibility
of being in their circle again.
Perhaps I should bring them an iris,
a viscaria, or a spider-flower.
Ah, to spread my wings in the night,
drink the cold air and leap
to the next branch.
Hoping this one wont break.
Abigale Louise LeCavalier lives in San Diego, California by way of Mammoth Lakes, California. An admittedly ‘self absorbed poet’ and full time Alien, Abigale writes from the heart. Most of her pieces are dark and revealing narratives of things and issues she has had to deal with in her life, giving the reader a look on the not-so-bright side of life. Her poems have been published in several print and online publications, including Jersyworks, Black-Listed Magazine, Illogical Muse, The Sheltered Poet, Blaze Vox, The second Hump, Long Story Short, Vox Poetica, Abandoned Towers Magazine, Leaf Garden, The stray Branch, The Camel Saloon, Polu Texni, Filling Station, Record Magazine, Black Cat Press, The Off Beat, and many other online and print publications.