The birds' favorite songs
You do not hear,
For their most flamboyant music takes place
When their wings are stretched
Above the trees
And they are smoking the opium
Of pure freedom....
... I'm so sorry, but this post has been moved to my new personal blog Hey It's Me, hosted at shirleytwofeathers.com, and can be found in its entirety here: The Bird's Favorite Songs
By the light of the silvery moon
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*Moon, worn thin to the width of a quill, In the dawn clouds flying, How
good to go, light into light, and still Giving light, dying. Sara Teasdale*
You ...
3 years ago
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