It Strikes Me Still Poem by Mia Baer

It Strikes Me Still



I heard the chicken crow tonight
It struck me
It was such a sad voice that cried out
I was suspended in his sound
It was the longest breath ever exhaled
A single stuttering choking sound
That got deeper and slower
The more breath he let out
His crow was so deep and low
That he let out all of his air
And he became
A vacuum
It strikes me still
But then the empty night
Became filled with the howls of a dog
He cried out in a looong archway of song
I was suspended in his sound
His howl was so long and mighty
It reached so far out into the vacuum of space
That it fell into the ellipses of orbit
That keep our planets close to us
His howl struck me at my core
It strikes me still
And we three
The chicken, the dog, and me
We shivered out like a thick metal bell
Reverberating from the core
We shook out our shivers
Until we shook no more
But it left me with goosebumps
Because it strikes me still

Sunday, September 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
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