Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birds. Show all posts

Where have the butterflies gone?

December '2014

Where have the butterflies gone?

They have flown into another dimension
    where the birds won't eat their eggs..

They are in hiding
    waiting to spring up all together
        and startle me..

They are planning a surprise party
    under the hedges
        for it's the moth's second birthday..

They are meditating
    to learn to levitate
        as flying is to hard..

let’s fly back home

30th December '13

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while
let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

there’s dust on the frames
there’s dust on the sill
there’s a thick layer lying still
let me get the rags…………

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while
let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

the bed is soft and crinkly too
just the way I like
the window opens to the branches green 
the sounds, the chirps await
the swing is empty so I’ll get the book
and a cuppa to warm…….

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while
let’s fly back home, it’s been a while

mixed feelings flood as I fly back home
there’s doom, there’s love, there’s happiness
mixed thoughts are muddled in the head
joy, fatigue and “I dunnos”

let’s fly back home, it’s been a while
let’s fly back home, it’s been a while


let’s fly back home

Li'l red package

13 Aug '13

Chugging journey
Leaves behind smoke in a trail of small grey clouds
All aboard but my li'l red package left behind.

Oh my package
My li'l red.
Ur loss is wreckage
Oh lament.
My li'l's now dead
To me.

I can't see the green fields.
Oh!
I can't see the windmill.
Oh ho!
I can't see the birds on wire in a row.

My li'l's lost forever
To me.

It was packed in polka yellow
And smelled like a garden of roses.
White ribbons bow tied
Fell in twirled bunches.
So many li'l hearts
Pasted all over my li'l red.

Oh, my Red!
I miss you so
It wells me up.

These tracks go on for miles and more
These tracks go on for miles and more

I'll find another heart
Bind it with wind
Lace it with golden daffodils
Spray with sunset red.

Another red. Another day. Another life.
Look outside the window.
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