Description: Another really random poem I wrote before going to bed. I was just scribbling some drawings and drew a sort of bird with a cylinder for a body and a long trailing tail. And hence the poem! Though I don't like the ending.
Written 14th May 05
Tin Bird -------------------------------------------
Tin Bird flying through the sky
Your ribbon tails trailing
Falling in a waterfall
A waterfall of colour
Washing over me.
I watch your arc
High above my head
Shining in the sunlight.
A metal can with ribbons and strings
Made for fun.
No use.
To be thrown away.
Wings of straw
Stiff and Brittle
Strands falling down.
Silhouette of a bird.
Not a real one.
A Tin Bird.
Can.
A Tin Bird.
Bird.
This is interesting. I dont really understand if it was just a write or if it has a meaning. I like it though in some odd way...Its kinda cool...but I just don't get it.
Submission Name: Tin Bird
