Inspiration cascade! I posted "Fledermäuse" in the series Fledgling Grace. catsittingstill followed with a comment, which led to several new poems. I sent her backchannel copies of three poems: "Secondary Feathers," "Eiderdown," and "Pluck." She sent me back the lyrics for "Take These Wings." So we arranged a trade: I posted two of the poems inspired by her comment, for which I get to post her song,
and she's going to create a tune and MP3. Listen to the MP3!
*happydance* I love crowdfunding.
lyrics by catsittingstill
The Fledging came by ones and sevens
A scourge we might hope to escape
But over time we all grew feathers
Though never flight, whatever shape.
Take these wings; they are a burden
That are no key to open sky
That mark and mock and seem to label
That all may see and wonder why.
The wings of doves, mark Norman children
The wings of crows the Crow attire
A favored few bear wings of cardinals
That mark the holy all admire
So some are blessed by confirmation
Of family pride in ancient tales
And some are torn by refutation
Where memory's guide to lineage fails.
Some bear wings of birds before us
No living soul has heard their call
But bitter sings a different chorus
For some are feathered not at all
Now some suspect my every kindness
Is just a mask for evil things
What can I do? Where can I shelter?
I did not ask for leather wings.