Poetry

[twasadark]

So I haven't written poetry in more than twenty years, but for some reason have felt inspired to do so lately.  It's probably because of calamitycrow 's poetry recs.  I don't even know if what I'm trying to communicate here comes across.  I've never taken any sort of poetry class, and just one literature class - I'm a historian all the way, lol.  Perhaps this is glaringly obvious. Anyhow, feedback on punctuation and word choice and meaning or the lack thereof is so so welcome!  Even and especially the critical kind. :-)

I am a bird, fluttering, free,
squawking at
your hand that tries to wrap
around my beautiful spotted
plumage.
My intricate inlaid feathers
my hollow bones;
my inquisitive and seeking
eye
reveals my spirit,
soaring high and wide
unstoppable
unflappable,
diving, wheeling, chattering.
Knowing when to soar and
when to perch
on your finger,
a gentle breath:
alight
balanced
momentary


I watch it in
the dip above my heel.
Steady and thrumming,
predictable, and --
not.
Signaling power.
Purpose.
Perfection.
I feel it on my fingertips,
lub dub, lub dub, lub dub.
The beat carries on while
I sit and watch,
chair soft,
belly full,
night lying just outside my window.
Still, and
deep.