Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Noisy Parrot

I. Among twenty different brightly colored toys, The only moving thing Was the beak of a noisy parrot. II. I was of three family members, Like a family tree In which there is a noisy parrot. III. The noisy parrot screeched relentlessly piercing the silent black night. Smothering all sounds with her beaky plight. IV. Three shrill family members together Are one. Three shrill family members and a noisy parrot Are one. V. I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of ear - splitting noise Or the beauty of deafening silence, The noisy parrot shrieks Or just after. VI. Lime greenish and red orange feathers fall to the bottom of the cage With sway and rhythm. The color of the noisy parrot Shines bright with eminence. The halo forms an aura With images of great splendor. VII. O thin men of beauty Why do you dream of hooting owls? Do you not see how the noisy parrot Makes his presence known Amongst the women around you? IX. When the noisy parrot began playing with her toys, It rang a bell Of one of many chimes. X. At the sight of the noisy parrot Screaming at the moon high above Even the bands of crickets Had their own orchestra. XI. She opened the cage With a thick black glove Once, she felt pain, when her beak sank in, In the she now understood The radiant power with within her Of all noisy parrots. XII. The sound of nuts cracking. The noisy parrot must be munching. XIII. It was still and quiet throughout the blackness of the night. It was raining And it was going to rain. The noisy parrot sat On the chipped wooden perch.