Saturday, 15 December 2012

Warning


It must have been a rough night
The dead bird is on the floor
Again
Trip
Bang
Warning
Dangerous
Drop
The only thing
Dropped
Is
My
Face
Hurts
As it falls
On the carpet
Take a look
At the sun
It will be done
Soon
Packed up
Fedexed
With the last traces of rainbow
Dust
I am still going
A railing not quite strong enough
To
Stop
Me
Feeling
Sick
We were told to close our eyes
But we saw
We
Saw
Everything
A vapour trail of
Heat

I will wear my necrotic crown
Like an asbestos container

It must have been a rough night
The dead bird is on the floor
Again.

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21 comments:

  1. Christine15 December 2012 at 08:50

    Perhaps because it is so fresh I have tears, I couldn't listen to Silent Night played in a church concert last night, I cried. Oh those tiny little birds. Amazing write Jae.

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    1. Jae Rose15 December 2012 at 09:18

      Thank you very much Christine..fragility can be heart breaking..

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  2. Unknown15 December 2012 at 12:11

    It must have been. But thankfully, morning still came.

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  3. Old Egg15 December 2012 at 13:37

    Life is so precious and beautiful it terrible that it can be snatched away for no reason. It matters not whether it is a child's or an adult's, but when you realise that love is not enough but is the only thing we have, we offer that, necrotic crowns notwithstanding; totally ignored in fact.

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    1. Jae Rose15 December 2012 at 14:44

      Love makes for the prettiest crowns..just harder to stick it together...thank you OldEgg..for a shinier hope..

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  4. scape15 December 2012 at 16:30

    Once again your writing simply blows me away... wow

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  5. Ann (bunnygirl)15 December 2012 at 20:33

    Old rainbows turn to dust and birds fall, but birds and rainbows will come again, and life has its means and ways that remain forever invisible to us.

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    1. Jae Rose16 December 2012 at 02:38

      Invisible but present..I hope I hope..thank you Ann..

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  6. Amrit Sinha15 December 2012 at 20:55

    Beautiful ... the sun being fedexed ... amazing piece !!!

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  7. Pranavam Ravikumar16 December 2012 at 04:23

    Each idea packed in as so sharp and crisp. Done very well. Thnaks and gud wishes!

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    1. Jae Rose16 December 2012 at 05:10

      Thank you very much..

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    2. annell416 December 2012 at 07:06

      My commebt disappeared...is this a sign. You have written a wonderful piece...so hard to see the big picture, or the details of this one. Each person turns to another and asks the question, what can be done?

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    3. Jae Rose16 December 2012 at 08:17

      I guess the only person who can answer the question is the one who is asking..except that person doesn't quite know what the right question is thank you Annell x

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  8. Anonymous22 December 2012 at 09:39

    Lovely one

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  9. Wander7 January 2013 at 19:04

    Necrotic crowns and asbestos containers hold within their depths a mutated shade of my grey matters are grim but on mornings after nights where the dead bird lays on the floor again as if it has no better place to be I begin to realize how very lucky I am...musta been a rough night...

    Wander

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  10. Wander7 January 2013 at 19:08

    Oh, yeah...thanks for visiting my place, and your kind comment:-) Ben is a good source for good mornings, love me some of that furry Gnome lover

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    1. Jae Rose8 January 2013 at 04:53

      Thanks for repaying the visit too..yes the gnome photo always makes me :) also!

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