Maturity is for the Birds

Again with life and bird analogies.

Maturity is for the birds

I heard the vultures gossip

Over sinews and crunchy bones

At the time it seemed almost prophetic

When I saw the crows

Coming down 

For leftovers

Ravenous joining fun

Over spirits and fine innards

The special guest forgotten

And true a nameless victim 

But, maturity is for the birds 

An attribute only wasted on some

Author's Note

Open to personal interpretations.

Reviews

[Rita L. Sev]

I heard the vultures gossip... Perfect analogy - gossip hounds pick apart their victims, very much like swooping vultures... Yes, aging happens to us all, but I will stay immature forever, I think! :)

[Michael G. Smith]

No comment, haha. Let me ask you do you get weird ideas that just appear out of nowhere in your head and then basically write themselves or am I just insane, lo,.

[Rita L. Sev]

Ha! No, you are not insane - you are a writer! I do get weird ideas, or a phrase will pop into my head and a poem will be born.

[Michael G. Smith]

Like a child. Hey good title just came from this conversation for our poem And a child is born. What you think?

[Michael G. Smith]

this will give the immediate impression the poem is serious.

[Rita L. Sev]

That works!

[Marie]

I've never known a really mature bird.

[Michael G. Smith]

A good roasted duck?

[Marie]

I only ate duck once; didn't care for it. WHen I think of birds I think of sparrows, robins, etc--brainless birds...

[Michael G. Smith]

We have crows all over our yard like kids in the schoolyard and at times countless vultures.