#poem, «Blackbirds»

(«Cuervos»/Francisco Bravo Cabrera/Derechos Reservados/All Rights Reserved)

BLACKBIRDS

I knew they flew.
Black feathers
black eyes
ripping through common sense.
Feet pounding,
Fingers reaching.
Feathers are for flying away
and knees scrape
the dirt.

(Francisco Bravo Cabrera, Valencia, 21 JUN 2026)

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  1. Avatar de Lina Valkema Lina Valkema dice:

    I love your description of the birds. Wonderful poem!

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    1. Thank you Lina!

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  2. Avatar de equipsblog equipsblog dice:

    Love the comparison on feathers and knees.

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    1. Chasing animals with feathers you might end up with scraped knees…

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    1. Muchas gracias.

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