Best Aviary Poems

sky above empty
holding breath no air to breathe
canary is dead...

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Rustling feathers stir
Chirping beaks serenading
Brown nuggets dropping...

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Pleasant voices
I adore them
they are somehow tuned
those 
mist negotiators
in half of strength
announcing your personal capitulation
pleasantly
holding cards laid in front of you

you

infatuated with spin of his tone
by consent taking the place upon his palms
became
a 
Thumbelina

nop
he won't become your swallow

even though
inclines to the south

you didn't even pull...

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THE   AVIARY

As I watched him
Build it up from nothing
In a corner of my garden
I remembered the old 
Aviary destroyed in a bad storm.
This one stronger,  bigger

Made from branches
A gentle net of freedom
Sheltering my birds
And letting them fly in
The garden air and wind
And...

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