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
A feather escapes by breaking from its owners mask
Through the thousand hands that hold their grasp
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
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”?