Playing russian roulette, in a capsized boat. Paddling furiously, desperate to stay afloat. Picturing madness, imagining feathers, shiny, shiny, feathers. Birds singing, winging me to serenity……..
Tag: Birds
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….all dressed up for a night on the town, dancing, carousing, flying around……
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….mourning dove love…
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…….he’s in charge….watching over things, teaching young birds to sing…..looking out for danger, aware of suspicious strangers…..
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……hanging out wearing feathers….eating breakfast, discussing the weather…..
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bright, bright red….black mask on his feathered head…..ready to fly, all systems go…..he has places to be, that nobody knows……
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peace conference…..setting rules, avoiding conflict….complete cooperation, without retaliation……………
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sitting peacefuly in the trees….taking turns, snatching seeds….flying sideways, through the sky….needing no reason, never asking why…..
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three good friends…..true to the end…..flying together, through any weather…..hanging around, where seeds can be found…..
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my feathered friend…..colorful companion….giving me comfort….joy from within…
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