a Day full of Birds …

“Sun sets, game draws to a close / feathers flop, feeders go silent / tiny bath ripples recede / Song departs, King is on his side…

And the Birds Don’t Sing

The last sixty days / Have not seen the sun.

Last acts

How heat of sultry summer’s eve consumes me. / Feisty bloody crimson glow ignites a flaming skyline; / dusk radiant decorates the gol…

You Only Have One Shot At True Love…

It came out of nowhere, almost as if it had fluttered down from the heavens, landing on a tall banyan tree a few hundred metres away. I pee…



Little wren

Oh how the little wren sings / Her chirpy tunes in day time / Twittering morning for us / A melodic charm of dawns chorus / Quickly dartin…


open mouths / twenty pounds

I smile.

I smile… / At the sun’s warmth, / At the waves rush, / At a child’s laugh, / At night’s quiet hush, / At the bird&#…

A Little Bird Told Me.

Sweet bird arrow feathered golden braid


like two birds are we / flitting daintily into this season of love

Puppet Show

Their wings are tied to our strings / And they’ll never get away.

The Magpie’s Song

I heard you / calling / just a little time ago / and i thought / what is that noise / it’s so sweet / I must find the owner / of t…

Poem for Loui Jover

To drink you wine / I will hear the song of birds / Cascade from secret boughs / Close to the heart of things you hold dear


It’s hot and humid, the air is stale and heavy. The sweet perfume of spring has faded and the breezes are left naked. Yet the birds are sti…

Heaven’s essence

Night time ignites / fighsty violet skyline / interrupts nature / a beautiful new canopy evolves. / New exotic flowers glow crimson / heady…

Winter Birdsong

A flurry of birdsong in the morning, / long before the light, / a giggling excitement of children / awake too early / and clamouring fo…

The Birds Song

my temporary loss of words reiterates my feelings / humming the birds song, behind each twitter, a meaning / a story of a young women, gent…

Maybe They’re on the Mountain

So, my eyelids, / Like portcullis gates, / Drop closed.

from a million fallen birds

but that’s something / i guess / we can suppress each sing-song / breath / as we take our last one

Vincent’s Lullaby – The Meadow

Come with me to the Meadow, / Come with me to the Pond. / If you…

we are everywhere

the sky moves slightly / the leaves fall lightly / you and I are everywhere / like the air / to a bird / a poet / to the word / a whisper …

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