Bird fraught with anger,
Sailing fury through skies -
The sway of provocative treetops,
Unbalanced by washed wind,
Pushed by that mouth of sea
That chews the land on all sides.
Gesturing in mid-air,
Flick of a hurried wing
Blatantly harrowing hillsides.
The little body swims air
Like a god, pressing stars,
Burying its head in the storm.
Not sure what 'Bire Fraught' means... but loved the line about 'that mouth of sea that chews the land on all sides.' Can just picture a rugged little bay to go with that. -chuck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stug, is this a little brother piece for my In flight? Like how you described this, great imagery, especially like the last stanza. My snowy owl has something similar, sometimes birds have a fish-like quality to them... Great piece. HG: -) xx