Winged messenger

For the Secret Keeper’s writing challenge, I decided to write a tritina. I’ve just written a couple with words I chose. This one was much harder.



Where are you, looked-for messenger,

Who keeps my eyes fixed on the starry night,

Bearing his promises, the true and the false?


I count the falling stars even the false,

Mere lumps of rock—no magic messenger—

That disfigure the face of the lonely night.


I’ll wait no more on the edge of this splendid night,

To catch a dream that played me false,

I’ll paint the coloured feathers of my own winged messenger.


Messenger with night wings, carry me far from these falsehoods.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

20 thoughts on “Winged messenger”

      1. I think to get the best result it might be worth writing a three line poem and using the last three words of each line. I’m going to try doing it that way round.

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