Poetry Blogs (observing)

fly

a haphazard weaving

of unclear intention

the drone of annoyance

the beating of

full spectrum wings

the tap

                tap

                                tap

                                                tap

of attempt after attempt

to get through the glass

of the window

and reach the free domain

of the out there

the buzz

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Looking skywards,

gazing,

searching for the songbird who serenades me as I rest.

Weary, but full of wonder,

as the gulls circle and soar further into the sun drenched blue sky above me.

Tiny flickers of colour flit past,

darting from one treetop to another,

while plump wood pigeons sway on slender branches,

and ducks dive bomb the trees,

flapping frantically,

untl the...

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