The Crow And The Dove Poem by Becca Bell

Cry as a dove impacting the earth
In a cruel and demented flailing
As she tries to avoid the fall...
None the less, embracing the earth
Harder than intended
And breaking more numerously than imaginable
Beautifully twisted
Envied, yet not understood

Misunderstanding is handed to her
By those who don't bother to understand;
The crow she's fallen for, most of all.
She's been denied his embrace,
And so her involuntary descent begins;
Her fall is harder than intended,
And breaking,
Shattering into a million pieces...
Her smile: habitually forced...
Envied, yet not understood.