Emu Poetry by Linda Fuller My sternum has no keel It’s why I cannot fly Besides, my wings (vestigial) Would keep me from the sky. You farm me for my meat My leather and my oil Dromaius brothers gone extinct My habitat you spoil. A tear slides down my pale blue neck I pant to keep my cool Nobody sees my bleeding heart To you I’m just a tool. This loneliness I feel My pain is like a thorn My wretched psyche wishes that I never had been born. 06/06/2010 Author's Note: with apologies to emos & emus alike... Posted on 06/06/2010 Copyright © 2025 Linda Fuller Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Carol Grant on 05/22/11 at 07:37 PM poor emus...this one kept me smilin now and again...ty for sharing Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/09/20 at 02:35 AM Great poem Linda, centering on yet another animal exploited by man. Congrats on POTD! Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/09/20 at 04:57 AM Sad yet beautiful. Thanks, Linda! Congrats on POTD! Return to the Previous Page     pathetic.org FAQ Members Poetry Center Login Signup   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)