My tongue holds cotton to my teeth
Holds the dry in my throat
I cannot breathe here
My voice is escaped from me
I do not speak with sound
My hands are my larynx
I hold my regards to my noise
I have given my beauty to the wall clock
Now I sit silently
I watch the budgies in the front yard
I follow the flowers and the breeze with my eyelashes
This is my now
I am here now
I cannot breathe at all
The window pane holds my heart
"Keep your chin up, child"
I am not a child
"Put your mind at ease, baby"
I am not your baby
I am not love
Nor hate
I am somewhere betwixt loathe and affection
I don't think the wall clock cares for me anymore
I believe these thruths to be self-evident.
I think I will wait for tomorrow to tell.
Categories:
budgies, bird, loneliness, nature, wind,
Form: Free verse
A couple of 'roos
A joey standing forlorn by it's unmoving mother
A few wallabies
A brick of a wombat
An Echidna
A heap of budgies
A raven
Some pretty green grass parrots
Cockies and galahs
A baby magpie
A snake
Some frogs
Someone's cat
A stray dog
All broken
Squashed flat
Mangled
Bloated
Instant death or slow painful bleeding out
In agony
All those battered bodies
The sadness of it all
The need for speed
Creating this meaningless road toll
And no-one seems to care
Categories:
budgies, sad,
Form: Free verse
Animals
Animals love us,
and we love them,
So take action
to save the same.
Big cats from the African savanna
or Orangutans from the Borneo forests,
the world if full of creature
found only in places rarest.
Birds also are important,
Some are found in American woods,
But I found many, right in my neighborhood.
Amphibians and reptiles,
all lay eggs,
many of them
may dare to eat cleggs!
Ostriches, beavers and caribous,
drakes, eels and kangaroos,
quails, seals and camels,
arboreal animals and mammals.
Moles, sharks and rhinoceros,
fawns, parrots and hippopotamus,
Polliwogs, does and baboons,
Salamanders, budgies and racoons.
Animals of every kind and more,
so go out there and explore!
Categories:
budgies, 5th grade, 6th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Did you see that sweet little puppy,
So cute with curly hair?
Or how about that big Shepherd?
I can't pick one, it's not fair!
That's a darling little kitten,
I could dress it, that would be fun.
Aahh look at that ol' boy,
He looks lonely, is he the one?
There are budgies and colorful parrots,
Mice, gerbals and a fluffy brown bunny rabbit.
There are canaries that don't stop singing,
Even a cockatiel who has a bad habbit.
Over in a dark spot, coilled up, is a snake,
It's not as big as the lizard there,
And a salamander posed very still,
And the chamelian does'nt move a hair.
I go in every chance I get
Because I want a pet of my own.
But I can't decide which is the one
I want everyone that I'm shown!
Categories:
budgies, animal, beauty, confusion, desire,
Form: Rhyme
Flashback to an enchanted time in my life
So long ago forgotten any trace of strife
A dogeared corner to a most favorite page
Four rainbow budgies and an oversize gilded cage
In my youth my dreams ever waiting for a sign
It was a time of drenching floodlit sunshine
Inpouring from my kitchen patio doors
The energy from bright blue skies outdoors
The bubbly chirping happiness is what I remember
It lasted on through right until september
Four rainbow budgies who could do no wrong
How I loved each one as they sang all day long
They chanted and wholeheartedly I listened
It was as if my life just glistened
The bubbly chirping happiness is what I remember
Not the sadness when rolled around the first of december
Four rainbow budgies in an oversize gilded cage
Right before my whole life was up on stage
AP: 2nd place 2020, 3rd place 2020
Submitted on September 28, 2019 for contest WRITE A RHYME ABOUT YOUR FAVORITE PET, LIVING OR NOT (BUDGIES) sponsored by REGINA RIDDLE - RANKED 4TH
Categories:
budgies, animal, appreciation, bird, joy,
Form: Rhyme
Budgies
One dark, one bright
Flying in a small cage
Fight over which one gets food first
They have to figure there are two dishes
Really are quite the sight to see
Love playing on the swing
I'll teach them how
To dance.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Oct.20/2005
I can't stop talking about them. LOL Sorry. My bad.
Categories:
budgies, art,
Form: Rictameter
I lost two budgies
both, in one day,
I am extremely sad
don't know what else to say.
One boy, one girl
they loved each other,
she was older than he
looked after one another.
These were my last two budgies
out of eight, that I had,
now, they're both gone
my heart and soul feel bad.
He may have been loud
but, that didn't mean anything,
he loved listening to other birds
enjoyed it, when they did sing.
She was mostly quiet
slept a lot during the day,
she loved feeling the sunshine
when she was awake, she'd play.
I will miss them both
they were part of the family,
her name was Boo, his was Ice
seeing them, I was filled with glee.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Oct.9/2012
I lost both of my budgies today. The dark blue one, (Boo), passed this morning. The light blue one (Ice), passed this afternoon. They passed only a few hours between the two of them. I cried like a big baby.
Categories:
budgies, art,
Form: Rhyme
budgies chatter
and canaries sing
voices raised
welcoming Spring
while daffodils sway in time
Categories:
budgies, pets, seasons, daffodils,
Form: Tanka
Moses and Baby Blue are chattering.
It's how we start our day.
In the early hours of the morn
they begin with the sun's first ray.
They are my early risers
of the seven birds residing here
and when they first wake up
they chatter loud and clear.
The canaries are the lazy ones,
taking longer to make noise
but an hour after the budgies start
you'll hear the singing of the boys.
The finch is just so quiet.
He rarely makes a sound.
You'd never hear him anyway
with the other noisy birds around.
I've no need for a radio
and no need for T.V.
With my morning coffee
'bird music' serenades me.
Categories:
budgies, animals,
Form: Rhyme
That first sip of coffee
on a Sunday morn,
Contentment covers me
like a warm blanket.
All is quiet but the occasional drip
from the kitchen faucet.
If only this peaceful feeling
would stay the whole day through.
I watch out the window
in hopes of seeing her.
It has been over a month
since her last visit.
She should have brought
the newest addition to her family
for viewing by now.
The doe and her offspring
are what make the view from my deck
spectacular,
instead of just nice.
The peace did not last long this morning
Quiet air has now been shattered
by singing canaries
and squawking budgies.
Oh, well!
it was lovely while it lasted.
Categories:
budgies, animals, happiness, nature, peace
Form: Free verse
I'm sitting at my computer
First thing in the morning
And joyous sounds surround me
As I listen to their singing.
Canaries with their warbling song
Fill the air so sweetly.
Budgies chattering so happily
While sitting on swings so neatly.
The finches you can hardly hear,
They, like their voices, are small.
I love the beautiful sound of birds
As their singing floats down the hall.
Categories:
budgies, animals
Form: Rhyme
I bought him a mate,
a pretty bird.
He sat there, sullen,
nary a word.
He wasn't polite,
he would not share.
So she pushed him off his swing
and she sat there.
He pushed her back,
no gentleman, he.
She plunked down beside him
most begrudgingly.
So the swing they share,
not because of affection.
It's the best seat in the house
by unanimous election.
He glares at her,
she glares at him.
My hopes of baby budgies
are now somewhat slim.
Categories:
budgies, animals, funny
Form: Rhyme