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Published: 2009-04-21 15:08:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 334; Favourites: 4; Downloads: 5
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Ode to a Robin in a Winter TreeTo the Robin outside my door
Whose song is rare in the cold days
And even more seldom touching
Like the last leaf on a tree in the Fall
You linger like forgotten seasons passed
Who are so similar they each lose identity
Red flame in a barren winter tree
As fire against ice
Your song against my dreary heart (in the cold season of despair)
You see me now as I you
And when distraction brings me to leave
I return to find the tree barrenΒ Β
Where have you flown Robin?
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Sorry it took so long for me to get to this.
Very nice metaphorical poem.
This supposed to be like Spoken Word?
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No prob, this poem was experimental and a metaphor for much greater symbolism than it literally reads. It's a poem about loss and emptiness I suppose, it can be read however you please. Thanks for commenting 
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That's how most poetry is though.
People read a poem and then their
imagination goes wild. yeah, i know
how it feels, no problem
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Yeah I just wish they would stick around! Thanks for the +fav btw
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