Posted on May 7, 2016 / Poetry Birds in Flight How a bird remembers the mapped travel, It truly is a marvel of a thing, We journey, so lost, on the gravel, If only we could fly under the wing. For mere men, such an archaic dream, That no tin creation can replicate,[....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on March 12, 2016 / Haiku Unexpected Unexpected soul, Birds lay eggs high in the trees, A single crack shows. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry Wings Fear of what the pitch dark brings, Owls resting, now end of night, As we unfold our plumed wings, And journey into the light. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on February 23, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry Wings How a bird remembers the mapped travel, Such a marvelous thing! And we journey, lost, on the gravel, Oh, to fly under the wing. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on January 30, 2016March 5, 2016 / Haiku Reflections Wading bird in creek Aloof to it’s reflection Man photographs him [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
