Archive | April, 2011

a Fowl play…

19 Apr

I stared at the winsome birds

Such distinct colours that blended so profoundly,

Colours touching more than the sight that it resonated its words to me,

“How could anyone know what colours would fuse together so delightfully?”

Ravishing my every heed,

I gazed in awe of such a tiny thing,

If I were that bird, could I in such bliss sing?

Could my other feathered ones sing the songs I bring?

Would I still have a desolate heart though the frolicsome fleet around?

Or maybe I wouldn’t have so big a heart to fill or feel,

& I wouldn’t have to fall for something inane,

A futile affection.

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