airport by Emily G Myersbirds fly gloomy flights
of weeping passengers
icicle tears
windblown hopes
take your wetwarm kisses
and turn them
cold & grey
bird's feathers
that fall
white & dead
to the cement
arms outstretched
to hug no one
empty handed
empty hearted
I should have
left you
standing there
in the airport
and saved us
the icicle tears
& wetwarm kisses
let you fly back
on the wing
of a bird
in gloomy flight
& we would not be now
bird feathers
that fall
white & dead
to the cement 12/14/2003 Author's Note: it's amazing how Sigur Ros can give you these really vivid pictures without even giving you any understandable lyrics. I suppose it's the time of year making me write these.
Posted on 12/17/2003 Copyright © 2025 Emily G Myers
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Christopher Shin on 12/17/03 at 06:08 PM My brother listens to that band. Your poem has a sense of resentment in it. I can feel the resentment of being parted from someone you care about. |
Posted by Richard Trotter on 12/17/03 at 11:52 PM evocative and beautiful. |
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