Atramental remiges occulting her light, an embrace from the silver-tongued magpie, lone and sorrowful
Stelliferous flickerings perturbing her sight, a clench of the eyes, thrust behind the wicked iron constriction
Echoes from the bloodnouns surrounding her plight, a subfusc serenade, mesmeric premonitions of her vagary
Colubrine ligatures binding her tight, scales of their justice, pressed on by the alarm of the feathered Svengali
An aboulic arain army patrolling the night, in a swelling chaotic cluster of disquieting deference
A wish through the wire for freedom and flight, as the intersilient moon offers her empathy and condolence
Psithurisms taunt the immured weeping wight, while the warden longs, desperate for the safety of his cage
art: fellow by Peterio
Thank you for the re-post. I learned a new word for flight feathers, and many others. I enjoyed your poem very much.
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Thank you for reading. Is re-posting frowned upon?
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Not frowned upon at all.
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