I saw a silverbird the other day. We greeted each other as curious strangers –with a subtle eye recognition, at the distance.
Silverbirds are known to be reserved.
One moonless night, he came to my window and sang a spellbinding song —Just for me!
I waited impatiently each sunset for darkness; darkness dazzled by that ephemeral song.
Then came the midnight sun.
Unbreakable until then, I did not understand the spiral I was falling into. I longed for crystalline enchantment, longed for the song.
In dizzying sunlight, my steps trembled.
I fell and broke.
_____Adriana Citlali
XVII-II-MMXVI
For dVerse | Poets Pub’s challenge to write a poem using the first person –-an apparent first person (maybe).
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When space is silence... 
February 27, 2016 at 1:53 pm
If blue is sadness, I relate to the dash of blue in the poem.
February 27, 2016 at 1:56 pm
Like the word placement “at a distance”
Sad endng here,,,,that touch of blue that was probably there all along….erased by that beautiful song….then back.
February 27, 2016 at 2:00 pm
I hope this is not you, Adri. You are beautiful with a bright, bubbly smile.
About the poem: I like how things are bright when everything is dark (no moon or sun).
February 27, 2016 at 2:04 pm
Hahaha! You made me smile.
I did break recently –my arm. All is well now.
February 27, 2016 at 3:33 pm
There is such magic in your dance here… you make it sound so beautiful to fall… but I guess in the end it’s just pain…
February 27, 2016 at 4:33 pm
The longing for relief is compelling in your piece!
February 27, 2016 at 5:58 pm
Evocative………!!
February 27, 2016 at 6:47 pm
Magical interlude so beautifully expressed. So glad you joined us today, Adriana.
February 27, 2016 at 11:47 pm
So fevered in the second stanza and then the sudden fall. You made it sound magical even through the pain
February 29, 2016 at 2:14 am
Lovely, but such a sad ending. Really enjoyed this.
February 29, 2016 at 5:34 pm
We greeted each other as curious strangers…I fell and broke.
Just wonderful.
February 29, 2016 at 7:14 pm
An alluring piece. The songbird and the beauty of the night all seem to fade into the light of day.
March 1, 2016 at 11:56 pm
You caught me up in your lines early and made me feel your spiral. Yours is both sad and beautiful to me.
March 3, 2016 at 5:37 pm
For every Moonlit
Star a hope for more
to lEarn and feeL..
a realiTy for
those
who
say and FEEL noW
so let It Be writTen
so let iT bE dOne..:)
March 3, 2016 at 9:09 pm
Adry, i wonder if are you long for see, or long for hear the far, faraway mayan blue bird songing.