Bird

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The sunset of the day

The sunset of the day

The sunsets large on the yonder horizon
Herons fly across the illuminated orange sky
Another...

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I wish I was

I wish I was an eagle soaring
With golden wings of light
Incandescently gliding across a...

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MR. DENNIS

MR. DENNIS

Knock Knock...

Who is it?

Your Neighbor, Mr Dennis...

Hello...

I don't...

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Canary's Legacy

Canary's Legacy

canary's legacy
The little bird holded big chapters,taught us the value and the fortune to represent...

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The Raven

The Raven

Photograph of Linda, the true woman of my dreams-my Raven Soulmate
.
In the Fall of 1983, I...

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Crazy Playground

Crazy Playground
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The Missing Tree

The Missing Tree

No more
Do you stand tall
By the front window – proud
Beloved by all the wild birds...

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A gift

A gift

Our hearts erupted a savage game of forgiveness . For it was when I found you on that rainy day , that I...

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On birds

On birds

Sparrows flew from the coop, in particular route swayed back and around cherry wood flutes.

Till...

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Simple joyce

Simple joyce

I wrote a tune to a song bird who visited my tree . He sang a note , a fuse to my pen . My melodies...

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Red bird

Red bird

Red bird wings of tunes

Perched on her heavenly bough

Crimson melodies

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Daylight Savings Time Min...

Daylight Savings Time Min Ute Effect On Me

just moments ago, a dawning realization
arose within this sol son begat
from ma late mother...

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Soar

Soar

I soar
I fly
I spread my wings
To catch a breeze
I feel how free
I am...

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Omniscience

Omniscience

I know why the caged bird screeches.
Its vocal chords expanding and contracting
Catapulting...

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A Sunday in February

A Sunday in February

I walked along the empty windblown sands
Northerlies blowing turning my face to ice
I headed...

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"Ode to the Sun"

"Ode to the Sun"

"What beauty is,
the noon day Sun,
and the spectacle,
of which,
it's coming...