Hallucinated

Rating: 4.5

Beak yellow
Spotty the feathers
(Gold on black)
Tail is short
Head small
Legs funny
(As if in a stove
A straw
Partly charred,
Thin feathers are black,
Part orange; set to light
And partly turned to ash
Hanging on as claws

An expert
Looks for worms
In the grass
Each blade wearing hat;
Fresh dews

Early spring
After rain
No snail
Absent worms

The vegans
Sparrows and their kin
Too small; redder head
On the grass, search for seed

In love with beauty
I look around
Look at nymphs; Aphrodite,
Man-made art
And kind girls and their site
(Who are fooled or are bought)
With wonder I am lost.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Urshula Davis 14 May 2014

humm i'm thinking about what all of this means...this is making me think.

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Richard Wlodarski 21 June 2017

The wonder of it all! And so many today are totally oblivious to such beauty in nature. Instead, they have their noses buried in their cell phones or laptops! Such a shame!

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Edward Kofi Louis 23 December 2015

Man-Made Art! With the muse of nature. Nice work.

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Colleen Courtney 14 May 2014

The beauty of nature is all around us and there for our enjoyment. If we just take a moment to slow down and savor! Great poem Nassy!

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Urshula Davis 14 May 2014

humm i'm thinking about what all of this means...this is making me think.

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Urshula Davis 14 May 2014

humm i'm thinking about what all of this means...this is making me think.

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