Black Bird Messages

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By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read

I found a burnt Marlboro outside my door

I heard ghost footsteps crossing my floor

Cause you don’t live here anymore

Nothing but black Birds in the field

I’m money broke and my feet are sore

Tryin to raise a buck and settle scores

I’ve gotten too used to being poor

I sold the sword I used to wield

Now those black birds get closer everyday

Think they've been sent here ta-take me away

Been sowing the seeds that make men pay

Just not enough to seal the deal

So, come on and take me, I won’t fight

I’ve long since lost the will or might

The tunnels dark, but I see the light

And I’m ready now for flying free -

Like those birds in the field

Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition

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Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!

Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago
This hits home closer than I care to say. Decisions all around that try the soul and test our faith. i love this as it hits close to home right now. Lovely words, if a tad on the dark side.
Cathy holmesabout a year ago
I really like this. Seems the blackbirds are both a harbinger of doom and a path to freedom. Very well done.
Mark Grahamabout a year ago
This is one poem that is picturesque, and I could see the blackbirds while reading. Good job.
L.I.Eabout a year ago
Aww sad but very good. Love how deep and emotional your words are. And how you used the blackbirds to symbolize freedom but also death/darkness in a sense. Anyways excellent writing.
Mother Combsabout a year ago
Heartbreakingly beautiful, Kelli. This really touches the soul and the heart. Love it.

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