The sky is a sombre grey,
no sunlight to shine through,
but across this background,
a lone bird flew.
He was looking for scraps
someone may have discarded carelessly
to feed the hunger
that was consuming him.
Whether he found the meal
he was looking for I cannot tell.
He few over the rooftops
out of my line of vision
and way out of my view.
Love this one! A poetic bagatelle with a soft heart. love, Allie xxxx
something you look at every day but don't really see.......nice job!
a very nice reflection on one of natures scenes....hugs lil sis
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear David I was sure that I had passed comment on this piece , not sure what happened there but hey! This is so telling, a mystical tale of genious... Brilliant Thankyou for sharing it Love duncan X