Monday, November 21, 2011

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

1 comment:

  1. This was really different from most poems so far. I liked your flow how you kept mentioning numbers of birds 3 on a branch, 4 on the street, etc etc. It was really cool and unique. Thanks for the good read.

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