I was there
when she first spread her wings
I was there
when she learned to fly
I was there
when the winds failed
I was there
when she fell
I was there
when the chalk line was drawn
I was there
when they ignored the extra extremities
I was there
when reporters drew the wrong conclusions
I was there
when the feathers disappeared
I was there
when the tears began to fall
I was there
when shadows grew unchecked
I was there
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for the image prompt from Margo Roby
Awesome and succinct. Love it.
I can feel the horror of your scenario. Bravo.
Very powerful.
I was there when they ignored the extra extremities – drew the wrong conclusions… Oh, I like where you went with this.
‘I was there
when the feathers disappeared’
I love the whole idea of the poem, the literal and metaphorical possibilities, but this line is the one I felt the most.
Keep writing.
I am most fascinated by the witness (?) in this picture as well. Who is he, if he is a he? And why is he there? I agree with Debi about the lines, “I was there when they ignored the extra extremities – drew the wrong conclusions.”
Powerful and thought-provoking.
I like how you use ‘drawn..drew.’ A chilling tale.
“when the feathers disappeared” <– great image!