Verse by Caleb Mannan

If you like Robert Service, Longfellow, Tolkien, Milton, Robinson Jeffers, Whitman, Poe, The Bible, Tennyson, Ray Bradbury, life, death, Untermeyer, Pound, Donne, joy, sorrow, Siegfried Sassoon, Wilfred Owen, Robert Graves, children, beauty, Dante, Tom Waits, then set yourself down beside this fire.

Friday, February 4, 2011

LVII. Flocks

As far up as the birds go,
They of a flock fly together.
Over the buildings and under the clouds
They of the same dark feather,
Regarding not the weather.


As high up as the Tower rose,
They of one flock smote it together.
Until the Lord uttered the words
Dividing flocks and feathers,
And they scattered hither and thither.

As high up as the tide goes
The flocks they stay together,
Perpetrating wrongs and rights
To others and one another,
The flocks of the fallen together.
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4 comments:

  1. AngelaFebruary 7, 2011 at 9:33 AM

    I like how you've taken a trite saying and turned it into something deeper.

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  2. noneFebruary 14, 2011 at 6:51 AM

    Intriguing verse you have here! I really like your style & I agree with Angela that you've really revitalized the common saying. I've been enjoying your posts.

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  3. CalebFebruary 14, 2011 at 8:50 AM

    Jade- thanks for coming by! Keep coming back- I try to post as regular as possible.

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  4. Sylvia NeyFebruary 14, 2011 at 10:09 AM

    Wow, great verses. I found you through Angela's blog. If you get a chance, swing by mine: http://writinginwonderland.blogspot.com/

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