A Hen Flaps Her Wings

a hen flaps her wings
and flies up to the rooftop- -
vet trims her feathers

*inspired by our neighbour's three pet hens and their recently trimmed flight feathers
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dietrich Avatar
January 4, 2012 at 11:39 PM
Rereading this one. It's pretty good!!!
Anish Avatar
December 12, 2011 at 2:16 PM
We should conisder our feathered friends more often. Nice work Peace & Love Matthew Anish
Devonshire Avatar
December 12, 2011 at 12:43 PM
I'm with Gwen. Daver's comment is hilarious and I very much enjoyed your fun poem! Love, Carolyn
Song Avatar
December 12, 2011 at 5:20 AM
Daver's comment below is crackin me up big time....ha ha. This is a wonderful haiku of everyday life proportion. Oft my favorite. Have a great start to your upcoming week...Gwendolen
Austin Avatar
December 10, 2011 at 12:44 PM
My heart bleeds for the hen, as I enjoy a chicken dinner. Good show, Jack. Love, daver
P Avatar
December 8, 2011 at 8:46 PM
I feel bad for the hens now they can't fly :(
Horsman Avatar
December 8, 2011 at 8:45 AM
wonderrful jack, no escape for the hens ha ha just love this. harry
Dietrich Avatar
December 7, 2011 at 9:39 PM
NIce to see you getting inspired by those chickens. (same as I did with chicken footles. haha)
Kendrick Avatar
December 7, 2011 at 5:03 PM
Yes, they can fly and need that ability when in the wild to help them survive for dogs and other animals are their enemy..Great work..Enjoyed reading it this eve..Thanks for the kind reviews of my work..Sara
Sivey Avatar
December 7, 2011 at 4:27 PM
Trimming, is that done a lot? I've never heard of that. I used to live on a farm when I was younger, but we only raised sheep and hogs. No hens. This is quite interesting though. Thanks for bringing it up! Wonderful poem Jack!!
Lane Avatar
December 7, 2011 at 3:03 PM
We used to take them to the peak of the barn and sail them for distance. They didn't fly too well but they could glide.
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