‘I am a pariah, a leader, a soothsayer and observer, and by my pen I seek to glean truths, to share the relics of my past and future while surviving the present, my challenge is to uphold the integrity of human potential without succumbing to the innate ineptitudes of self, and my hope is to inspire the beauty of life through language and poetic expression.’
Blackbird’s Morning Song
The blackbird speaks in a spirited tone
as echoes hard in the misted morn,
and few shards gather through cracking white,
grasped with ardour and praised by voice, despite.
Slumber curbed by sweet resound,
trills and arpeggio runs so artfully sung,
as in warm embrace, in nestled grace
I try to decipher his masterful tune.
His black eyes glistening his song lingering,
moist air shimmering in pervading light,
I listen to his skill inspiring,
melodies so unique, an evolving delight.
Each phrase different, each intonation replete,
as if his song is guided by perfection,
witnessed in my blurry eyed state, yet
a profound connection as I sate his dexterity.
When that blackbird flies away
my heart sinks, but the day has just begun,
his praiseworthy voice attesting sun,
as now wide-eyed, I rise to face what he, in joy, has done.
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