{"id":1825,"date":"2012-10-22T15:31:21","date_gmt":"2012-10-22T15:31:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1825"},"modified":"2012-10-22T15:31:21","modified_gmt":"2012-10-22T15:31:21","slug":"dale-wilsey-jr-1012","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/dale-wilsey-jr-1012\/","title":{"rendered":"Dale Wilsey Jr. , 10\/12"},"content":{"rendered":"

Passerine<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pallid day drags.
\nI am caught
\nbetween Monday’s
\nfinal hours reading
\nof sparrows.<\/p>\n

None sing
\nin white
\nnoise rain
\nbut perch
\non thoughts
\nof parks filled
\nwith gentle
\nchorus.<\/p>\n

Flitting wings turn dust,
\nperform foreign rituals.
\nTheir names glow
\nacross my mind.<\/p>\n

Italian Sparrow gazes
\nupon Caravaggio
\nfloating brush over canvas.
\nSings of detailed
\npatience in luminous
\nnotes.<\/p>\n

Dead Sea Sparrow
\nsplashes thick waters.
\nNavigates by nautical
\ncompass; sings
\nof sailors & creaking,
\nrum-splashed hulls.<\/p>\n

Shelley’s Sparrow.
\nI etch an image:
\nShelley, porcelain girl
\nof eight, sat beside
\nglinting gold
\nbirdcage bars
\nwishing
\nfor voice.
\nWings.<\/p>\n

Wishing…<\/p>\n

As I wish…
\nPasser ammodendri.
\nMysterious creature.
\nSaxaul Sparrow.<\/p>\n

She flies
\namidst unanswered
\nquestions.<\/p>\n

Forms soft notes
\nthat comfort
\nlike memories
\nof birch bark
\nand wild
\nblackberries.<\/p>\n

Sings to me
\nfrom beyond
\nshadows.<\/p>\n

Builds expectation
\nwith each
\nnote.<\/p>\n

Sing to me
\nof brighter things.<\/p>\n

Brighter than rain
\nturning pavement
\nblack under smoke
\nskies.<\/p>\n

Pull me out
\nof endless
\nnights. Lost
\nsleep under
\nempty sheets.<\/p>\n

Build your
\nfeather nest
\ninside
\nmy caged
\nribs.<\/p>\n

Give me song.<\/p>\n

In your silence,
\nmy breath
\nis scattered
\nthrough sunset
\ndust.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dale Wilsey Jr. is a writer and poet living in Scranton, PA. His work has been published in The Boston Literary Magazine, Word Fountain, and The Young American Poet’s Blog. He is currently working on a poetry collection manuscript and continues to be an active member of the writing community in North Eastern Pennsylvania. Dale maintains a blog at manic-frustration.blogspot.com.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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