Feathered Fatigue..... Poem by karen sinclair

i was pleasantly..........well, not-really-surprised.....surprised when i read this. i was attracted to the title as i am a devoted bird fan all of my life. but some titles are deceptive, so i was glad to see it really dealt with birds, and in a clever way. it could just be, however, that the birds have all their acts together and never will run into one another by accident, but perhaps on purpose once in a while. and then there are windows and windmills and tall buildings sometimes to contend with for our feathered friends. thanks for sharing. bri

Of course this works. She's back. Whoo hoo! The first stanza, the human romantic view of nature poetic and pure. Pure fiction. The second the chaotic scramble for daily sustainence and mad jostling for space and resources, survival of the fittest, dog eat dog, natures reality. Fantasy versus reality vividly imagined, discordant hip, chillin' on the sea wall plugging gulls with soggy chips. Terrific! !