Strutting his stuff.......

      Zues and Herculana are sweet parakeets,
      spending their time with tunes they sing.
  They flutter their wings and peck the perches,
      chasing each other up into their swing.

         Herculana is bold and unashamed,
         while Zues is quiet, timid and shy.
                 Flying up, diving down,
       sometimes loop just do not know why.

             Listening to the birds outside,
        they sit up and fluff, begin to chatter.
  Their feathers mint green, yellow and white,
             little beings of perfect matter.

      Zues became brave, strutting his stuff,
       made his way to the door to open it.
 He would if he could and could if he would,       
 keep lifting and lifting, until he made a slit.

     The door it stuck, his head peaked out,
       until he realized he was free at last.
     Away he flew, his wings spread wide,
he looked handsome as he went whizzing past.

First, he stayed low, kitties licking their chops,
       up to the ceiling for a place to hide.
  What came next was chaos, fear and panic,
  plainly could see he was bursting with pride.

       Quickly turn off all the ceililng fans,
     grab the screen, block the fireplace too.
 Close all the doors, put the kitties in a room,
     try coaxing him in on the count of two.

      Took out a perch, held it in my hand,
    up and down he went flying all around.
    He was getting tired, thirsty and hungry,
           finally decided to settle down.

   Waiting for when he was good and ready,
    sat quiet and still, with a perch in hand.
   It did not take him long to finally give in,
      he swooped, swirled, came in to land.

Breathing very hard, his tongue sticking out,
 not moving a muscle, he stood on his perch.
Lifted him gently, he was frightened enough,
 perhaps he was thinking he was in a lurch.

Praising him for his accomplishment today,
    held him for a while, petting his head.
His eyes began to blink, his breathing slowed,
     knew it was time to place him in bed.

 

 

Written by:
Karen Palumbo
Photography by:
Robert Palumbo
5/22/2007
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