Do you rememberA special placeWhere the artistically woven branchesOf a long-dead treeTold unknown stories from years past? It is paved with asphalt now, Supporting the feet and wheels of commuters and visitors Enjoying the riverside view.The physical pre...
Nice birds are flying from your country,In deep blue space their wings are moving.Most beautiful of all I found 'em,They touch my heart my life approving.
once I watchedjust afterduska hugeflock of birdsfly massively froman old mildewed pier.deserted it was;the pier I mean.it had sat therein itsstinking mould for manyyears,friendless and alone.then the birds,crows I’m sure,(though they say crowsonly roost i...
You speak to me in beautiful words. You are so well read. That is two of the things I love about you. Those are just two things pulled from thousands. You are like poetry to me. Sometimes when you speak, even I feel like a poem. It is an easy trap, covere...
Today the sky in San Francisco is a subdued blue with nary a cloud visible and a soft gentle breeze off the deep blue water. What type of bird shall I be flying floating above the city? That is a decision very difficult to make. I think it depends on wher...
Birds screeching, With leaves afloat Trees moving, Bees sucking the nectar, Children hanging around And some couples enjoying the occasion, What a pleasant view! It's so wonderful to be with the nature Where our hearts have the joy And feeling great to...
The most recent convention of the Federation of Flightless Birds took place in Cleveland. There had been a lot of bickering about where the convention should take place. The emus and kiwis wanted New Zealand. The penguins pushed for Antarctica. The ostric...
I went to the ocean the other day. To get in I had to pay. Into the lot I drove; Between the cars I wove. I looked and looked; found the perfect spot. Got out of my car. It sure was hot. The sun shone brightly. I treaded very lightly. My feet were hot whe...
It was the first legitimate spring day of the season. The air finally warmed, the sun was out and there was not a cloud in the sky. I decided that rather than go to the gym and pretend to be a hamster on the tedious treadmill; I would call my friend James...
They have stolen from us one last time.Tonight is the night we attack and flyAnd they shall pay for this grievous crimeNow is the moment those green bastards die. We hear the mighty sprang as we soarHitting them in clusters and hitting them hardThe loud s...
There was once a little bird and she lived free and explored the world. If someone offered her a crumb she would sing and fly for them to make them smile. Late one spring, she found someone who loved her songs and the shimmering sun on her wings so much h...
