Pacing the cage is all a lonely bluebird knows

 image by : © JMG 2015

* Pacing the cage is all a lonely bluebird knows *

. . .

Tall fallen fences blew down in a rogue windstorm , 

Exposing  an  unheeded  nakedness  lay  bare

 The rusty hinged gate stood sentinel, locked unopened

 A bastille of invisible defenses shield an obscure black pearl

 While an ocean blue   surges deep within   a hidden seashell

 

  Home alone, a bluebird swings on barbwire perch in darkness

 Singing to the marooned silence ,.. stranded like unwept tears

 The  gilded cage door is wide open,     although

 Pacing the cage  is all   a lonely bluebird knows

  

 Deluded into thinking listless wings forsook ,

 Bide too frayed to mend,    not meant for flying anymore

 It's cruel for a bird in hand to watch blind eyes look away

 Even a moment's remission from the ache is not a cure

   harlon rivers ... December 1, 2017 ©

                                           image by: (C) CIGARO