The Bird Who Lived in a Day

13 Jun

by Brittanie Meredith

He starts as an egg, when the sun rises.
He shakes his shiny-speckled shell
till it breaks and he’s released with a blue flash.
The bird pecks around his tiny, wooden hollow,
but as the day progresses, he grows.

At noon, he spreads his wings
for the very first time.
He leaps off the branch and extends his ligaments.
Feathers glisten, a beak sparkles.
He flies like a missile
straight toward the sun, but suddenly
it becomes the moon.
And in that instant, he shrieked, turned to dust
and died.


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