WW Fenn
01/22/2020
A wander through the forest
Fed my eyes with a wonder unmatched.
It was a strange sight at first
Yet I stood behind the trees
Wondering what the lone bird was doing.
I had followed the nimbus I saw afar off from the front porch of the hut.
Apparently, my eyes were enamored with the halo
My curious mind, tingling with excitement at what I might discover.
It was a Phoenix
Its eyes as blue as sapphire stared somewhere behind me
As I was gripped by fear mixed with excitement,
I heard the snap of wings
And my eyes darted backwards
But it was only the snap of its wings which ignited fire, ebbing at its foot.
The fire sparkled brightly as it soared upwards towards the nimbus in the sky
Guilt tinged my soul
As I felt like I was peeping into
a private ritual
But my curious mind couldn't leave the place.
With each spark of the flames
The bird got consumed
Its wings wrapped in fire as its beak rose high with eyes towards the sky.
Soon enough, its body disappeared in the flames
And I noticed my cheeks were wet in tears
I made to turn back home
And cry into my pillow
About the beautiful horror my eyes just witnessed.
What lay on the spot aside from the ashes could have only been magical
For in the hot ashes
Rising out of it,
Lay another phoenix, redeemed
And with a flap of its wings
Soared high into the sky.
I chose this piece because I really like the Phoenix bird, mainly because it’s dumbeldores pet, but also because it is a very unique and stunning bird. This poem deepens into the meaning of the Phoenix and how when the Phoenix dies it rises from the ashes it sheds when it passes.