Hawk Poem by Katz Haus
Hawk
Where are you, my sweet, broken boy?
I can’t find you today
The dark pulls you deeper
And further away
I see all your pieces
All scattered around
Like birds of prey feathers
Shot down to the ground
I’d gather your feathers
In a bright magic bowl
And sew them together
To make your life whole
But I’m not a goddess
Nor angel am I
My heart breaks to realize
I can’t help you fly.
October 15,2009
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8/28/2026 10:21:02 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Very well done, very intense and well worded. It flows well and continuity is beautiful and skilled thanks alot Michael