ink webs
pen-drawn across glass
midget specks
dust of dead stars
scattered across a spun atmosphere
veins weeding across the wing
cracks of ebony
needle thinness
haired with ophidian scales
finest claws of fragility
lines of charcoal blood,
clock’s second hands
slithering down thin
papery material
pre-arranged ornamentation
the photographic
snow and night
black and white
smudgy windows
with dark sills
and fluffy curtain sides
a miraculous invention
destined for flight
Lilliputian bone pattern
intricate artistry
etched across a plastic film
paint-streaks of skeletal midnight
draped crosswise
the invisible, pristine sheet
of gossamer wing.
Let it fly.
Thalia P, Year 9
Thalia submitted two poems to Write On Magazine Issue 55. This is the one that didn't make the final cut! We just didn't have enough room for some fabulous pieces that we really loved.
Thalia's other poem – and more fabulous, quirky, clever and astonishing writing by young people – will be available to read when we publish in December.
In the meantime, we will publish some of the pieces that we ran out of room for here on the blog.
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