This poem is like the best bits of Shakespeare, Chaucer, Miller, Aesop, Jefferson, Locke, Confucius, Hindu, Marx, Knicha, Beowulf, Franklin, Tennyson, Donne, Homer, Marlow, Plato, Aristotle, Hardy, Hemingway, Faulkner, Joyce, and Mohammed all rolled into one.

you can't really see the bird, can you? i know thats beside the point but its my interpretation so there! feel free to flame me back, just as long as its not too mean.

Reminds me of a pheonix or sunset... though one can be compared to the other. It was memorable and left an aftertaste.

Nice last line with the alliteration.