POSSESSION

 

          

                                                      POSSESSION

             Dawn, sun filters thru, content, cosy in bed

              robin redbreast perched on windowsill, chirped,

              relaxed, good spirits, assume all stays same,

              perhaps a dream, or innermost personal aim.

 

               No one happier this moment in life

               daily toil, torn apart, stress, strife,

               grains of sand the hourglass of time

               measured feat ensures, she must be mine.

 

               Priceless gilded cage not a thing to spare,

                appeared above, majestic, afloat in the air,

                lovingly I snared robin, believing it would be safe,

                fulfilling my pleasure, became stronger than faith.

 

                Sun filtered thru, minutes, hours, days became one,

                constant cursing, turning, tossing, what had he done,

                tear drops develop, create mist, shadows of death,

                my beautiful robin gasps farewell, her final breath.

 

                Alan Pinkus                                                                alpinkuspoetry.blogspot.com