I Wish I Were a Bird
...I woke up this morning
with birds: seemed like fighting,
I could imagine the worms
minced and melted in their nebs.
Their living is superb,
they can fly, they can touch the sky
and dive to ca...
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Categories:
nebs, bird, sad,
Form: Free verse
Letting Go
...Another year nebs by zero
As empty gardens gate outflux
By delusions picket, white and wooden
Lined long sidewalk memories crooks
Bits of heart still scattered amidst the grass
Cross ...
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Categories:
nebs, depression, lost love, sad,
Form: Rhyme
Birds On Snowy Days
...Snowy days cover mornings of solitude as birds are flying in the sky. Gold flutters
adjusting the wind's blow for the cold winter to remember this touch. Snowflakes in the
night's terrorism, in f...
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Categories:
nebs, allegorywinter, winter,
Form: Prose Poetry