<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528142" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Captive Bird - 12 Bars 12 Dreams</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">12 BARS</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Twelve rusty bars, one frozen lock -<br> Confined, sublime, an ancient Roc, <br> Enclosed inside a barren cage -<br> Her catacomb in sundown sage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of former days there is no trace<br> Except displays of fallen grace -<br> Twelve dreams, abiding in her place, <br> Are free and dwell in yawning space: </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 12 DREAMS<br> <br>Of wings unfurled, and seething eyes<br> That dredge the depths of dawning skies<br> Unclamping clouds that hang below, <br> Once ice, dissolved in morning's glow; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of clutching winds that carry free<br> Beyond a leaden anguished sea<br> Dispersing dust of stifled stars<br> Midst chunks of chain in slave bazaars; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of swooping to a silent shore, <br> To perch beyond the ocean's roar<br> Amazed to feel the sobbing breeze<br> Message the leaves of rooted trees; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of stalking trails of twilight tramps, <br> Within the fog of lighthouse lamps<br> That blink forlorn through caldron nights, <br> In search of shades of errant Kites; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of darkling vast deserted lands, <br> The windswept stones, the shadowed sands, <br> Where ghosts of Moorish maidens lost<br> Conceal their groans in mourning frost; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of blotting out the bloated moon<br> While feathers beat a banshee tune<br> And glimmers dance and prance aglow <br> Upon a pearly pale plateau; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of tasting cool torrential rains, <br> Beyond the realm of binding chains, <br> And sipping freedom they exude<br> In quite drops of solitude; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of whisking off a galley crew<br> Aboard a ship in midnight dew, <br> Beneath the pierce of seagull's screams<br> That mock the strands of scarlet streams; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of sating once an aching craw<br> With tearing beak, with ripping claw<br> And echoed by an eldritch screech<br> While feasting on abandoned beach; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of restive thoughts and weary wings<br> That drift on haze and smoky rings<br> Obscured within the opal shroud<br> Of her resemblance in the crowd; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of croaking caws in broken rhyme<br> Of winter woe, of summer clime, <br> Of building nests of sundown sage<br> Beyond outside a barren cage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+O%27Leary">Terry O'Leary</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528142" data-title="Captive Bird - 12 Bars 12 Dreams de Terry O'Leary" data-description="12 BARS Twelve rusty bars, one frozen lock - Confined, sublime, an ancient Roc, Enclosed inside a barren cage - Her catacomb in sundown sage. Of former days there is no trace Except displays of fallen grace - Twelve dreams, abiding in her ..."></div> </div> </div>

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