To You

It’s always been true

You have these great big wings

Of the many who saw could not help themselves but sing

Gleaming white, sparkling with feathers so clear and shiny

Unable to shift for there are ropes that grasp them tightly

Sometimes

A feather escapes by breaking from its owners mask

Through the thousand hands that hold their grasp

It’s beautiful

And It fills you with hope

For a moment there it reminded you

of who you were and what’s now new

It changes colour, it darkens and withers and like the autumn leaves

It dies away

At this, you watch and see

Reflected in the only mirror that’s anywhere near

Repeated a thousand times

Until you are all but mine

Death

Post poem thoughts:

  • Who are we talking about when they say “You”?
  • What do the wings, ropes, feathers and mask represent?
  • Why is it a reflection from a mirror?
  • And who is the person behind the camera when it says “until you are all but mine”?

Author: Jason Li

Jason Li (born 17th October 1992) grew up in the big bad city of Sydney. After all these years, he’s still growing up; or at least trying to. Sometimes he writes. Sometimes he gets lucky and writes something good. Most of the time, however, he has no idea where life is taking him, living life just one single day at a time.

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