The Wedding Night Poem by kathryn madonna

I married a bird
and this is word
it happened in a spirit dreaming
when both our souls were cleaning
it really was a beautiul night
but my groom he gave me an awful fright
when he made himself flesh
and couldn't quite
my magpie had to leave his feathers behind
he was so hollow, skin and bones
after the act left me laying all alone
but he did not mean too
it was all he could do
for he so wanted a child he could love
the kind of love
sent down from the dove
that he met when we chatted above

(c) kathryn madonna 16/3/2009