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Pondering a Parakeet

      A parakeet is a talking bird
        He’ll repeat whatever you say

     Which, depending on your mood
        Can make or break your day

Categories: parakeet, bird, spoken word,
Form: Rhyme

Dan's Favorite Birds - 8 of 10 - Monk Parakeet

The monk parakeet, decked out in lime green,
In communal nests they can oft be seen.
To raise kids, they don't depend on granny.
Instead, they hire a helper or nanny.

Categories: parakeet, bird, fun, humor,
Form: Rhyme

My Parakeet - Nursery Rhyme

I have a parakeet, named Pintu, 
She's so dear to me. I got her this year
As a birthday gift from my mom and dad. 
She's the cutest pet I've ever had. 
Her colour is green and I've never seen, 
Such a pretty bird, noisy and funny. 

Early in the morning, every day, 
She'd say, 'Good

Categories: parakeet, nursery rhyme,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

A Parakeet Green

A parakeet green that I named Eugene
and early in the mornings he will stir
chirping and flapping his wings in a blur.
It is quite a wild energetic scene . . . 
I swear, I do not give Eugene caffeine
from this bird-   I needed a silencer !
      A parakeet green

Categories: parakeet, bird, funny, happy,
Form: Other

Are You Parakeet Girl

They call her parakeet girl.
If you can get past that, you will have a lot in common.
She came into the restaurant wearing her friends.
They were all over her head, one kept pecking a kiss on her face.
Are you parakeet girl? He asked her.
Are you psychic? She replied.

Categories: parakeet, bird,
Form: Light Verse

Caged By Love

Come, my love, let's unfetter and glide high, 
Your hues leave me breathless, to feel your breath I long;
My dreamy dotted wings, with you, yearns to fly, 
And to chirrup in tune with your lilting love song. 

Your hues leave me breathless, to feel your breath I long, 
As I creep up on you and

Categories: parakeet, bird, love, romance,
Form: Pantoum

The Tale of the Parakeet

The day had dawned with the sunrays pouring through my window,
I saw myself scratching my head,
Since the number of gripping ideas in my brain amounted to zero.

I had been asked to compose something-- which will leave readers deeply moved,
How could I explain that my thinking tank had been exhausted.

People say- writers can write about anything

Categories: parakeet, animal, bird, mother, mothers
Form: Prose Poetry

The Parakeet

“I Do! I DO! I Do!” delight at the actuality of marrying
my grandmother. Did she soar, as I do at the retelling?
I don’t know. But I do know when cancer took his bride,
he was not far behind, never again sleeping in their bed,
hearing her voice, like an angel’s voice. He didn’t do
without her, her wings

Categories: parakeet, bird, love,
Form: Prose Poetry

Parakeet

When I was in third grade,

Categories: parakeet, bird, dad, love, mother,
Form: Rhyme

Grandma's Parakeet

tiny weight of grandma’s parakeet
on my finger
spider leg toes
bones enclosed in skin 
the curved pins the claws
that grip my finger
balancing its wiry weight
of beak and wings

the feathered fan of tail 
compacted 
pulling downward
balances the body full of webs of bones
like veins inside my eye

delicate bones

like grandma herself
thin and fragile
with holy hair
thick and white 
it fans

Categories: parakeet, grandmother, hair,
Form: Free verse

The Parakeet

A hole was dug, Kenny was placed in a small box

Tears trickled down, 
                             down,

Categories: parakeet, death,
Form: Free verse