Caged
Sound & Movie
ePoem
From the DVD - Love*Rulz Caged
A little bird tried to get out of my room, her flutter from wall to wall echoed a distant freedom’s call, settling upon the lights fragile shade, her throbbing breast shuttered to the frantic thought of this room becoming her grave, a silent, blood stained tomb, striking the clear glass pane again and again a little bird tried to get out of my room, desperate wings barely holding her frail body upon the stale pressing wind, rising from the comfort of our bed, my heart opens the window of a trust we shall never shed, a little bird fluttered out of my room, a soaring love of life who taught this soul the depth of his room.
©Bruce Larson*Moore
Whidbey Island, WA
Rainbow Brain Productions