"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray

"Poetry unites." ~Anon

"Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it." ~Emily Dickinson

Written by Holly Dunlap
She lives in Watkinsville, Georgia, USA.
Her blog: Lost Kite

(Note from writer: This was written after
listening to Bukowski's "Bluebird" as a "poetry challenge"
from another blogger, Scot Young, from Be Not
Inhospitable to Strangers

After Bukowski

We all tell stories of bluebirds
stuck in our hearts

as though nests are forever
as though we own our hearts

but the rest of us live in the water
and the bluebird can only fly for so long

before there is no more land
for landing.

Originally published on writer's personal blog.
Posted with consent of the writer.


  1. WHY said...
    "as though nests are forever
    as though we own our hearts"

    All I can say is that these words are sublime!
    K.Lawson Gilbert said...
    - Very contemplative. Nothing lasts forever...

    Love the first two lines - the rest fall in beautifully!
    Love For Life said...
    Bukowski ended his poem with "and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you?

    "Bluebird stuck in our hearts"

    This made me weep, because, well because of the one stuck in mine.
    Charli said...
    This is just beautiful. Haunting. I want to write like this.
    joaquin carvel said...
    as though we are all too tough for him...but he sings a little in there.

    nicely done.
    Crafty Green Poet said...
    I love the rhythm to this and the words too

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