pretty feathers glistening
winternice
Monday, January 28, 2019
dis-sent
then voices, two
when we all choose
our own path
unquestioning conformity
will not do.
love is, and for that we are furever grateful
Love is symmetry
Love is grace
Love is a smile from
The heart,
Worn on your face
Friday, January 25, 2019
Thursday, January 24, 2019
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Winter widgiez
Never ends it seems
So I pretend this is a
Palm tree...
It is good to dream.
Welcome to gull flats
Over what is the life of the amazing seagull
Hot or cold
Winter spring summer or fall
The seagulls manage to survive
It all.
Monday, January 21, 2019
gullbutts
so we have decided
to show our butts.
we need a break
from hunting for food
(such work)
if we were inferior humans
we would twerk.
Sunday, January 20, 2019
Friday, January 18, 2019
january is adopt a feathered friend month
january is adopt a feathered friend month
i waves to you to say hello
i a busy birdieman so
i gotta go
but this i wants you all to know.
feathers do not make the birdiegirl or man
our hearts run our engines
the best we can.
even if lush looking we do not seem
your kindness and love is of what
we dream.
perfection is not something found
by the eyes.
it beats in our hearts
a most perfect surprise.
so if you wish to adopt an
avian guy or gal
we plucky birds will be
your bestest pals.
and those of us, who like me
cannot fly
love takes us into the clouds
and we touch the sky
i a busy birdieman so
i gotta go
but this i wants you all to know.
feathers do not make the birdiegirl or man
our hearts run our engines
the best we can.
even if lush looking we do not seem
your kindness and love is of what
we dream.
perfection is not something found
by the eyes.
it beats in our hearts
a most perfect surprise.
so if you wish to adopt an
avian guy or gal
we plucky birds will be
your bestest pals.
and those of us, who like me
cannot fly
love takes us into the clouds
and we touch the sky
thank you
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circus berserkus...repost
Circus berserkus
the circus is in town, what do you see?
as i look out at you, and you look in at me
do you see me as a large, roaring captive toy,
or do you look into my eyes, just know pain, no joy.
do you giggle and point as you mill around my cage,
in my terror annoint as i seethe in rage.
do you not understand that my roar is a shout:
open up the cage door and let me out
as i look out at you, and you look in at me
do you see me as a large, roaring captive toy,
or do you look into my eyes, just know pain, no joy.
do you giggle and point as you mill around my cage,
in my terror annoint as i seethe in rage.
do you not understand that my roar is a shout:
open up the cage door and let me out
hace frio little frio
as he hides and munches
on his own.
winter is here and he
fluffs up nice
ready for the
snows and ice.
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Monday, January 14, 2019
this branch upon i spread my wings
by friends, surrounded
and happy things.
every
every day is a gift, each moment a treasure, we are surrounded by magic too beautiful to measure. however our lives go, how our days are spent..this is how it really is, by nature, meant. so open your hearteyes, this is not a dream...all is and can be as beautiful as we dream.
in freedom
My eyes reflect the blue of the sea
When they are in freedom, naturally
I can jump up so high
Chase and play
Catch my food
This is the dolphin way
But when in a small space
Entrapped and alone
Or even with others
All I can do is moan
The blue sea reflection
Flickers then dies
Lost in man’s deception
Why bother to try
When they are in freedom, naturally
I can jump up so high
Chase and play
Catch my food
This is the dolphin way
But when in a small space
Entrapped and alone
Or even with others
All I can do is moan
The blue sea reflection
Flickers then dies
Lost in man’s deception
Why bother to try
flockin and hitchcockin
clock tick tockin
here we with
in flock mode
hitchcockin
Friday, January 11, 2019
let the preen begin
as i wait i preen
part of my day
keeping my feathers
clean.
in the little quiet
in the little quiet between
inner shouts
inner battles
outer pouts
rough beginnings
gentle mends
before the sounds
that never end.
inner shouts
inner battles
outer pouts
rough beginnings
gentle mends
before the sounds
that never end.
Thursday, January 10, 2019
winter dovey cuddle huddle
a group of friends
a support system
real
that never pretends
we do sincere
when we are near.
garage eagle
my perches moving metal
i do the best that i can
in fine feather and fettle.
Wednesday, January 9, 2019
Monday, January 7, 2019
a door
a door kicked in with brutal force
leaves splinters as its last recourse
a door gently nudged with soft intent.
a meeting of the minds
as it was meant.
leaves splinters as its last recourse
a door gently nudged with soft intent.
a meeting of the minds
as it was meant.
the birdie tree doves and pigeonry
once upon a time
there was a birdie
tree
whose arms
reached out for
company.
winter came
away the birdies flew
then they came back
such joy the birdie tree
knew.
there was a birdie
tree
whose arms
reached out for
company.
winter came
away the birdies flew
then they came back
such joy the birdie tree
knew.
Friday, January 4, 2019
the heart is a vessel
the heart is a vessel
it contains
all that was
and all that remains.
all that will be
or perhaps what
we dreams
the heart is THE heart
so much more that
it seems.
it contains
all that was
and all that remains.
all that will be
or perhaps what
we dreams
the heart is THE heart
so much more that
it seems.
Pretty little lovey dove
Enjoys the sunlight from
Above.
As she faces a day, new
With time to relax and much
To do.