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The Baltimore Oriole

He crashed against my glass stunned into silence he lay in shock, poor thing I placed him in a lined box wrapped in soft bamboo he rested and recouped Two hours later I found him standing at the edge, waiting We made eye contact I took a photo, then he flew away Boy ! he really made my day.

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Joe Dimino

Date: 5/11/2024 4:27:00 AM

A little kindness, flies a long away. The expression of love, gives the soul wings. Wonderful, uplifting reminder. Nicely done, Vie.

Ink Empress

Date: 5/11/2024 2:08:00 AM

I felt like i saw this scene unfold as i read your descriptive lines so well articulated sweet rose! Brilliant write this is, flows seamlessly too! Pleasure reading this. Sending you always light.

Yann Rolland

Date: 5/10/2024 5:41:00 AM

surprising poem, i have seen a baseball game of Baltimore orioles in july1996, i enjoy games atmosphere and people, thanks for the touching poem, dear .poet

Tom Woody

Date: 5/10/2024 5:09:00 AM

I'll bet he left with a headache. At least he hung around long enough for the photo. Have a great weekend

Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 5/10/2024 4:39:00 AM

a good little modern free verse here; nicely conjures an atmosphere with pared down language...thanks for commenting on my latest