Saturn-Bird Poem by Patience

Saturn-Bird



Gliding closer to the source of all things
Ride the wild till the saturn-bird sings
Cresting high, feather storm in her rings
Exquisitely starlight
salvaging means
Renegades & satellites
Weave vital, brilliant wings
Whisper thread slip tight
Hear the saturn-bird sing

We'll fly up ahead of the night
Like renegades & satellites

Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: wings
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Patience

Patience

Melbourne, Australia
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