A magpie flies with a broken wing
A magpie flies with a broken wing,
So prepared for the New Year spring,
But blizzards blow and the bird can’t fly,
She closes her eyes and starts to cry,
Caw, caw the sound throbs through,
Her partner calls and her fledglings too,
But still the snowflakes have not slowed,
The magpie stalled with her precious load,
Feathers ruffle and the bird takes flight,
The only black in a white-filled night,
Close she is to her goal when pain,
What love must the magpie’s heart contain?
For the magpie knows of her partners cloy,
But it’s one for sorrow and two for joy.
This poem was inspired by Robert Frost’s poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”. Hopefully this poem is similar- simplicity on the surface but with a far deeper meaning underneath.
This is another handy way to beat writer’s block, be inspired by someone else.
If you want a hint-look at the last line in partcular. Enjoy.