Image credit: Valentina Photos/Shutterstock.com

Image credit: Valentina Photos/Shutterstock.com

Such feathered things
The winged sings
This ancient wisdom and
All it brings

To cut the skies
And claim the prize
To give it all
Without surprise

A birdlike grace
And sentient face
The angels fall
To be replaced

Such feathered breeds
These demon seeds
Are all that we
Will ever need

(c) Helen Valentina 2016



About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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3 Responses to Feathered

  1. And maybe a little wine.

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