They sail and soar up in the sky
Floating black dots there on high
Single, as pair or in a flock
In air on water or a rock
Hidden in branches of a tree
Always free, as free can be
Of every color that is there
In a rainbow, flying everywhere
When they lightly perch and sing
Untold joy and pleasure bring
I love birds too. For all the reasons you wrote. It's hard to believe that they are a branch of dinosaurs. But ostriches and emus give us a hint.
I am working in suburbia to have a local abandoned golf course where there are urban vultures. I see them floating on thermals over my house almost daily. Looking for roadkill as their only source of food.
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
WHISPERS OF THE HEART is artist and author J. Allen Wilson's second book of poetry.It can be autographed and shipped within 48 hours of order. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
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I am working in suburbia to have a local abandoned golf course where there are urban vultures. I see them floating on thermals over my house almost daily. Looking for roadkill as their only source of food.
Ron