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Thought often makes a black bird of me,
Leaves me perched on the storm clouds\' gray.

Claws scraped into a watch post on rotten wood
Abandoned by termites left for lichen to exude.

Flea ridden wings twitch irritably to conceive
Finding no cause for flight or reason; no drive

To do, just to watch the shadows cavort about
By the fires of intent or deriving thought,

Undulating on the dirt, making monstrosities
Of branches and tree trunks before black skies.

Even the vengeful desire to join the eagle in abuse
On the mountainside on the innards of Prometheus

Is an untapped and muted humor. Umbral caws
From the distance leave me presiding subdued.
The image is Prometheus Bound by Rubens.

Written on Notepad after being thought about on a car ride.
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tk-nvme Featured By Owner Jul 17, 2003
"Thought often makes a black bird of me,
Leaves me perched on the storm clouds' gray."

At times I catch myself being lost in thought and staring at some random object. A lot of people don't understand it and sometimes I do not either. My ruminations sometimes get me a little down. Good image to apply this to.

"Flea ridden wings twitch irritably to conceive
Finding no cause for flight or reason; no drive

To do, just to watch the shadows cavort about
By the fires of intent or deriving thought,"

These images are priceless. I have felt such often; wonderful.
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colen Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2003   Photographer
wowsers dave- this is very good


Digging for gold
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adagiobreezes Featured By Owner Jul 2, 2003
I love it. It is completely beautiful and disturbingly accurate. Unfortunately, we can feed on prometheus forever.
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azurainsides Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2003
wow... exceptional writing. that first line is simply brilliant. this is intricately powerful indeed. amazing work...
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sillydru Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2003
it IS beyond excellent, but the end doesn't feel like an ending.
Shrug
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justb Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2003   Writer
Dave, this is really good.
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justb Featured By Owner Jul 1, 2003   Writer
Wow. The first line is so killer that I had to consciously ask myself to allow this poem to penetrate me and filter past my defenses because the first line hit the nail on the head so squarely. My only comment for this poem would be to soften it up a bit, I also question the last line, but I think it sounds awesome and intelligent. The last line reminds me of a timeline, or one of those cameras that are perched up on someplace high where you can see the sun rise and all the clouds moving in fast motion. Except dusk is settling in, or maybe it's the shadows from a nearby forrest, and the dusk is pulling in the life on the planet like a fisherman working alone on a boat slowly pulls in his days catch.
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