A Small Dark Bird by David M Gunson SignUp
Boloji.com

Channels

In Focus

 
Analysis
Cartoons
Education
Environment
Opinion
Photo Essays
 
 

Columns

 
Business
Random Thoughts
 
 

Our Heritage

 
Architecture
Astrology
Ayurveda
Buddhism
Cinema
Culture
Festivals
Hinduism
History
People
Places
Sikhism
Spirituality
 
 

Society & Lifestyle

 
Health
Parenting
Perspective
Recipes
Society
Teens
Women
 
 

Creative Writings

 
Book Reviews
Computing
Humor
Individuality
Literary Shelf
Memoirs
Quotes
Stories
Travelogues
Workshop
 
 
Editor's Choice
Theme: Lost Share This Page
A Small Dark Bird
by David M Gunson
Bookmark and Share
 

A small dark bird flew across a sky
Grey with rain and hooded by clouds
So low and thick the air seemed solid,
impenetrable and infinite.

How did this little bird fly on with such purpose?
His eyes were surely blinded by the rain
And yet his course remained true.

My eyes are also blinded but by a different rain.
I have no course, no imagined horizon.
I drift from moment to moment,
My plans all shattered, my purpose lost.
Share This:
December 01, 2013
More By: David M Gunson
Views: 532      Comments: 0




Name *
Email ID
 (will not be published)
Comment *
Verification Code*
Can't read? Reload
Please fill the above code for verification.



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1999-2020 All Rights Reserved
 
No part of this Internet site may be reproduced without prior written permission of the copyright holder
.