The wing, caught in a wire fence, dangles from a blood-stained shoulder. Its beak is hooked on a barb. Neck bones jag. Feathers flutter like the lingering pulse of a dying bird.
Already, the sky, the treetops, mourn the last raptor hereabouts. To the field-mice, its absence is a boon. When a child, raised on the troubling hoots of midnight, may feel well rid of the woodland ghost.
No more stalking, no more far-seeing, no more silent plunge of swooping talons, no more flight from one dream to the next.
God, at His most ruthless, is trapped by man at his. Hours pass without mercy. Savage life is now metallic to the core.
Once, with darkness, the owl would have risen. Now, even as the sun dips down, it is only ever dawn.
Five in a flush. A ten of hearts starved of bling; it makes my heart rush.
My mind’s turned to mush. To this hand, Jack of hearts I bring. Five in a flush
I will my cheeks not to blush, “A beautiful red queen!” I want to sing. It makes my heart rush.
Ignore the hush. His heart steals mine, oh mighty king. Five in a flush.
Deep breaths; try not to gush; hold back a smile; hands, don’t wring. It makes my heart rush.
With an ace, I will crush. I won! Ka ching! Five hearts in my flush. Oh, how it makes my heart rush.
The sadness of a soul with no true talent is not so great as one devoid of hope.
Hope, then, if not for one thing, for another and then another if that doesn't work.
The talent is the hope; the valueless becomes most valuable with point of view
and flexibility. With no capacity to hope, nor flexibility of focus,
nor talent, and aware you've none of these,
you might dream. Let those dreams, though, be your own,
not those of others handed down to you like dogma or commodities, but let
them be of others, those in need whom you might help. And if you know of none, start
looking: You will see how many live with no hope, talent, flexibility,
or dream of their own, but follow blindly the loud and brilliant. You at least have me,
and now, awareness, which is the first drop of any talent worth a dram of hope.