Johndavisnearby
WORDS are like BIRDS
PUT them in Herds
rhythm and meter
and rack and tack
stomp out a Dance
or take them BACK
The best Words
are like birds
who sing and fly
little birds that rise
into tomorrows skies
the false one Dies
Put me back
on a Poem to Ride
throwing scraps of rainbows
Where honest people
Can HideI see a Word
INSIDE
my Head
a runaway Bird
that needs to be Fed
That is my way
to keep poems
alive and not Dead
Even the Trees
believe that the Breeze
is the Spirit of Mankind
that allows us to give birth
to tomorrow in Bed
Tomorrow arises and surprises
the old ones
and the more recent Past
It soars like a Bird
a word that can Last
beyond the reach of Now
is a mystery and a BLAST
A word is a bird
ready to sing and Fly
a little bird to Rise
into tomorrows Skies
O bring me a Bird
and here is the Word
put them dancing together
in a Poem like a new Herd
Poems are immortal
or haven’t you Heard?
Nice post! Nice picture!
Hope is like a rope that dangles in front of the Eye. Hope you light up the world with your next Post or try.