Where Dead Birds Fly

Rhyme and Free Verse By: Charles Aldux

7:49pm to 8:10pm CST

8/2/2022

Where Dead Birds Fly (In Rhyme)

Where do dead birds fly?

When things get too hard to testify?

Of these things that get old.

These things not bought yet are sold.

These birds of dead, my heart is filled.

Of bloodless wings that travel through.

Something is abditive something hidden.

But of this one thing lies forever true.

That my deadened heart aches for you.

Translation from the parabolic form:

Where Dead Birds Fly (In Free Verse/Prose)

Where and why do these melancholic things and feelings occur?

When things get too hard to explain.

Of things that get annoyingly old.

These things are not asked for, yet I still experience.

These melancholic things and feelings fill my heart.

They flow through my heart.

They are too hard to get rid of as they are hidden.

But there is one thing that is not hidden.

Heartache.