Long Bird brain Poems

An owl sat on our tree outside, and Dragon was completely mesmerized.
So Dragon ask what was his name, and Who was all that he devised.
Dragon said YOU, you silly bird; it’s YOUR name, which I...

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Two of the wackiest guys I know,
	live two doors down, 
		           one flight below

Tall is one, the other is short
One chirps loud all the time...

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Two of the wackiest guys I know,
	live two doors down, 
		           one flight below

Tall is one, the other is short
One chirps loud all the time...

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More'n nine months on...

and still I feel infuriated at myself
concerning squandered funds
passively, senselessly, and willingly
surrendered nest egg
to computer hackers
(imposters, jackknifing, and liquidating)
coercing me to forfeit funds,
whereby yours truly (me) blindsided
thru convincing telephonic dialogue
witnessing unquestioned trust

I...

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the upshot constituted a figurative straw
     that broke the virtual camels back
where yours truly fingered as scape goat,
     who meekly, passively, and subserviently
    ...

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A TRAGEDY OF PRIDE ( hubris)
                       

In the Arctic nights the jazz born...

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Sheba was a bird brain – a dumb bunny for sure.
She had no idea she was a dead ringer for Marilyn Monroe.
Not the blonde, over-glamorized, sensationalized Marilyn,
but rather the young, darling, innocent-looking Marilyn
the one who...

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Ignorance is f****g bliss?
Are you kidding me?
Ignorance makes me f****g pissed.
Makes me wanna cut someone.
Or slit my own damn wrist's.
Who ever said that expression?
I would really like to meet.
Probably end on a bad note.
Cops laying...

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I grew up on a farm and  we never had an alarm clock
we had an old rooster and every morning he would wake my dad
three hundred  sixty five days a year
He never said...

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Cattails grow up out of my muck
taking root in  the mire on my bottom

creeping along in my soft blue clay,
shooting up in long cylindrical spikes
with a velvety fruit, encouraging

red-winged black birds to nest, feed,
caw...

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I find one, languid on the sidewalk,
languishing in the hearts
minds
Eyes 
consciences
consciousnesses
of
Us,
The
Real
Machines.

But of course it’s dead.
Who would presume
with a knowing Eye
that its battery
would
last
longer
than
An
Intake
Of
Air
Needed
For
Sustenance?

But of course it’s not real.
Who would assume
with a knowing Eye
that when I try
to...

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Whatever goes on in their own mind,
Is what folks believe about you.
Whether it's fact or whether it's not,
They believe their own thoughts to be true;

And they'll spread those thoughts to others,
As though it's the gospel...

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Thomas Morray was a friend of mine
He had this obsession with wanting to fly
He began to study the skeletons of birds
which provided his volcabulary with the
strangest of words

He professed he longed for his sternum to...

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Look around,embrace life,smile,
Even if it's only once in a while,
Gods' world,acres of entertainment,
Learn to laugh,enjoy your environment,
Umbrellas out,the birds are soaring,
Two parrots pecking,so adoring,
The king of water,angry river roaring,
Water racing each other,raindrops pouring,
Snake shaking his...

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With long legs and elongated beak he came,
wearing trunks and a black sash 'round his waist,
smelling of 'High Karate' and wearing a blue headband,
the 'bad-seed' leader of Jujitsu and martial arts, we all faced!

This was...

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THE RAVEN (NOT FROM POE)

A raven chick attempted first flying lesson 
He didn't quite make his preplanned destination

Mother bird stood by evaluating his flying foray 
Okay is good  but good is not okay

There's more...

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As if it’s not enough that I must share
this little stump of wood with you, my friend,
I have to HEAR you! How much must I bear
before you have me going round the bend?

Although we are...

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I gaze above from my grassy station
While lying on my back, the cumuli
Traversed the sky in noiseless slow-motion.
Great day! I thought while fixed upon the sky.
Then casually a bird flew overhead
And dropped its cargo off...

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My car was parked beneath a tree,
More gingkoish than oaken;
I never noticed birds a’perched,
Yet each one left a token.

The windshield was opaquely masked;
The roof and sides were splattered.
They missed the turned-in mirror,
Though that hardly even...

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