Bird Man(Revised)

On an average day

I wake up before the sun does

get dressed

and head out

There usually aren’t people around this early

So I feel at ease

But today is different.

I wake up after the sunrise and hear a whistling sound.

I could go a whole morning without being noticed

But today

There’s a bird in my window.

My window is usually closed but since plans have changed I change this one.

I open it up. and let him in

I feed him

and he flies away

There are 2 birds in my window

I let ‘em in. feed ‘em. and they fly away

There are 3 birds in my window

I let them in. feed ‘em. and they fly away.

The next day

I wake up early.

My window open.

There are no birds in my window.

I take a walk outside.

There are 3 birds in a branch

6 in a tree

2 on a lamppost

4 on the street

They follow me wherever I go

A huge smile on my face, they provide a bravado in which I use to start this day

I walk with more confidence now

My head higher and my chest broader

I feel good

Brand new

I feel included

like a part of something, so natural

I feel higher

Like a bird

Bird Man

There’s a bird in my window

I open it up. and let him in

I feed him

and he flies away

There are 2 birds in my window

I let ‘em in. feed ‘em. and they fly away

There are 3 birds in my window

I let them in. feed ‘em. and they fly away.

I wake up early.

My window open.

There are no birds in my window.

I take a walk outside.

There are 3 birds in a branch

6 in a tree

2 on a lamppost

4 on the street

They follow me wherever I go

A huge smile on my face, they provide a bravado in which I use to start this day

I walk with more confidence now

My head higher and my chest broader

I feel good

Brand new

I feel included

like a part of something, so natural

I feel higher

Like a bird

The Self-Conscious King (The King Who Laughed) - (Revised)

As the king walks down the long red carpet

he chuckles to himself, big smile on his face

strolling with the confidence and swagger of a lion

Then

as he begins to turn his head

he sees one woman whisper to another

A man.

With a half- smile on his face

And a boy

With a dull, unimpressed look upon his face

The king

With a look of concern

begins to slow his pace

His head not as high as before and his arms swinging lower

He hears, or so he thought he heard, someone laugh

“Who is it?!”,

Only the sounds of his echoed voice are heard

“I’ll cut off his head!”

The audience, now looking frightened yet intimidating

He’s afraid

And anyone still looking at him can sense his fear

His embarrassment

Silence

“Could this be me?”

The king thought.

“Is this how the people view me?”

He stroll was never the same

His laugh was never as joyous

And that day

a king became a man.

Cancer

There’s a man sitting in a dark corner of a room

All alone

He sits in his living room

No light

Just crying

He can feel this monster growing inside of him

Taking over his body

He just sits huddled in the darkness of a corner of an unlit living room

Hoping what the doctor said wasn’t true

He cries

And cries

And cries

The shine of his tears give him hope for life

The moonlight shining behind the shade light his tears

The only light in the room of this unlit house

He sits

And makes constant calls to the only person who knows him well enough

The Doctor

And calls and calls and calls

He lives alone

He feels hope leaving the dark room of this dark house

And he just sits

He sits and sits and sits

Until he becomes a shadow in the dark and fades away like the light

Of this dark, unlit room of an even darker house.