Wild Signals

I inched onto a cliff
Flapped my arms
And almost flew.

I stood on my head
Blowing a trumpet
Wearing my Sunday best.

I tried different
Bird songs…
A meadowlark
‘tee-tee-tee’
A raven
‘cow-cow, cow-cow’
A canary
‘tweet-tweet, Sweet-teeth.’

I flew to Mars
And back
To impress you
With red 
Sparkling rocks.

I gave the very best
Wild signals
The ones whales make.

But our oceans are too noisy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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