The Deeps Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
The Deeps
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Love, could I but send you my doves
my mourning doves
that their call
may drive away and lament
whatever ills tie you
I would
I sometimes feel like those hollow boned birds
a wing on it
a feather on the tip, small
lacking power to fly
helpless, save for my tiny part of the whole
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: power
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