white feathers

i found white feathers
upon the strand of morning,
fragments of heaven
that you dropped there,
reminders of icarus,
the revelatory detritus
of dreams.

a whisper of swans,
a silence of swans,
an armada of swans,
ghosts of salamis sail
upon the shining plain.

and I,
beside the quiet waters,
icarus fallen
again and again,
i collect the honours
of my eternal cowardice,
and reminded, wander home.


2 thoughts on “white feathers

  1. Beautifully felt Mark. Glad i read it again, in fact several times. I think u are pure white, beautifully so and God thinks so too xx

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