The Sparrow Poem by Olivia Capulet

The Sparrow



The sparrow sings in another tower
I know I cannot fly
It was love that shut me here
And told me I must die
In dreaming of a prince, I know
I threw away my wings
Forever lost beyond the thorns
Adorned with pretty things
Watching from behind the glass
A silent statue head
Observing my prince solemnly
He dances with the dead
Is this the way it’s meant to be?
Sealed behind a door
Why ever did you leave me here
To sleep forevermore
The sparrow sings for us, my dear
I sang for you in vain
Flying from this prison, love
To dance with you again.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Melissa Casteen 23 April 2008

Well written with a lovely flow... a more jaded view of fairy tales- I like it

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Olivia Capulet

Olivia Capulet

Worksop, Nottinghamshire
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