Tuesday, December 23, 2014

The Bone Cage


Do not mistake the bone cage for the free wing.
One is just a draped cloth,
and the other, oh honey,
is everything.


I love you for talon and soft breast, both.
Whether we're gray or black,
with wings we're born,
and so formed, can go.

Do not mistake the bone cage for the sky entire.
One is filled and forgotten,
while the other finds its own
with endless unbordered desire.
________

I think the image, which I found at weheartit.com, looks like my love.

I am greatly saddened to hear of the passing of one of my lifelong favorites, Joe Cocker. So here he is.
 

 

14 comments:

Sioux said...

Gorgeous poem, and gorgeous, feeling-filled voice. Losing Joe Cocker left a huge void.

TexWisGirl said...

your love is a beauty, then. :)

Mama Zen said...

Wow, wow, wow!

Kerry O'Connor said...

They played this song on the radio this morning after breaking the sad news. I couldn't hold back the tears for another great artist lost this year.

Your poem is very beautifully balanced between the captivity and freedom love brings.

Cloudia said...

Yes, he spoke for all of us tortured poets. . . .


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my heart's love songs said...

your words are breathtaking!

i saw Joe Cocker in concert about 1972 and he was at least as good in person as in recordings. taken too soon.

Paul said...

Yes, so sad. Good by Joe... I listened to his music last night for a time... What a voice! So sad it's silent now.

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

yes, your words express love uncontained. belissimo as always.

i echo claudia's statement...he spoke for all of us, 'the', tortured poets.

Mr Puddy said...

To you & your love one
May your Christmas sparkle with moments of love, laughter and goodwill, And may the year ahead be full of contentment and joy.

MEOWRY CHRISTMAS 2014 !!!

THANKS FOR THE BEST FRIENDSHIP

LOTS OF LOVE
❤ ❤ ❤

PUDDY

hedgewitch said...

As always, another beautiful and tender love poem, Shay. The metaphor is perfect.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

One of your best, as your love poems always are. "I love you for talon, and soft breast, both"......"bone cage" and "free wing." Wow!!!!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Sending you much love and many blessings, Merry Christmas from your brother Moskowitz

Susan said...

Exquisite, moving. I will not mistake the two.

I've been missing your poems!

Kenia Cris said...

Woman, how on Earth can anyone get mad at you? Why would you suppose I were mad at you for any reason??? I adore you, you're my hero, even when I'm not around I am thinking of something I have read here and taken with me, believe me, there's more than you can imagine.

This is beautiful, really, as usual (I can't stop sounding repetitively silly when I come, see??) - I've been thinking a lot lately about wings and cages, so it comes right on time to crown the way I feel about these things.

Your love is beautiful!

Kiss you my dear, don't you ever take my silence for anger, unless you take into consideration I might be angry about myself - because this happens.

I was so glad to see you on Facebook, how could I suppose I was mad at you? I might be, because you're never online and my dream of talking to you daily is not coming true!

Are you not on Whatsapp? Because I could say good morning every single day, and share tidbits of my life all the time, really, you'd wish I weren't any close. :P

I adore you Shay, you silly. <3

Kiss.