Blue Jay Feathers Poem by Mark Heathcote
Blue Jay Feathers
Please spare a thought for them, Blue Jay
Feathers you collect daily on your walks
And thought nothing of it - no ripostes
Or sharp-tongued anecdotes:
Weren't they the shards of angel wings
That got buried in ice due to atmospheric
Changes in our human hearts.
Blasphemy
Against
The
Holy
Spirit
Friday, June 9, 2017
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4/25/2024 2:02:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Heartfelt and perplexing- 'They got buried in ice due to atmospheric.... changes in our own, human hearts'. It shows how we lost our sensitivity and humaneness over a period of time. Thanks.