Short Whited Poems

Sun Conures

Brazilian blue bliss
from hot savannah rise these
squealing screechers then 
land so near me peering through 
whited eye rings warily.
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A white out
A snow bomb
Homes snow blanketed
Whited sepulchres
Cars abandoned
Stuck in snowdrifts
An arm sticking stiffly out
Above its embedded body
Deep in  its shroud of snow
The wind howling and keening
The banshee's delight in its kill
With the thaw 
will come the count...

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I did not trust my feelings,
their value nor their worth,
I buried them for years to come,
six feet beneath the Earth.

Thought would rule unruly days,
axioms my savior,
steering me through whited water,
guiding my behavior.

Exhumed now in my waning years,
feelings long unlived,
mending what I now fear most,
a half full life half lived....

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Whited again by a wintery mix
on this cold and bleak February morn;
it’s been nice, then again we get this
and we wonder how much more is in store.

We find it best to be content
as our fretting won’t change a thing.
Warmer days soon enough will be sent
and we’ll bask in the warmth spring brings.

As for the days that yet remain to us
of sleeping and white painted lands,
we’ll enjoy these days and learn to trust
that all good things come from God’s Hand....

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I wrote a letter just last week
I went and bought a stamp.
Tongue cut on the envelope
and awful writer's cramp.
My handwriting was, let's say, 'quaint'
no flourishes, no fuss
but looked like it was written
on my lap on a moving bus.
Speeling mistakes all whited out
like a carpet of fresh snow
and ink smudges similar to
a pair of fighting crows.
Aunty praised my poor effort
and was grateful that I sent it,
and where I'd scribbled 'lots of love'
she knew I really meant it x...

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