The dawn seems to be
Starting late.
So cold I can see my
Breath.
I feel like my inhalations
And exhalations are waking
The birds.
A deer stands
Alone in a meadow.
Tag: birds
No Song
I looked back to where
The sky ended. Some
Days no rain would
Come. Some birds
Didn’t have a song.
Breeze
Feel the cool breeze on
Your neck on a brisk
Spring day. Watch the
Trees wave at you when
You take a walk. Birds
Ride the the breeze and
Watch us from high up.
You wish you could fly.
Garden Path
There is nothing more calming
And peaceful than a walk in a
Garden. Shade from the trees
And chirping birds create a
Atmosphere of blissful quiet.
Time spent sitting on a bench
With the one you love is time
You both wish would last
Forever.
Birds
On a windy spring day
Many things are blowing
Through the air, newspapers,
Small birds, dust, and feathers.
Birds grow feathers to replace
The ones they lost to continue
To make the sky their kingdom
Circle
Birds flying in a whirlwind
Circle over my head
Ascending higher and higher
Boring a hole in the sky
To let down the
Blessings
Wordman of Alcatraz 