A poem for my favourite bird
By Stacks Poets
Published 9 November 2023
by Keztril
She sits on crate in shower
and waits for someone to come home
She has had houses before
specially made castles….
whole rooms full of branches
outdoor mansions lovingly crafted
I wonder if she ponders a life of no flight
Big truck .. large flock….
small bird with no family left
And now?
there are humans
well meaning, love bearing and featherless
11 years ….
so many moves
so many adventures
perched on the top of a seat
window down
wings outstretched
wind in feathers on head…
eyes closed…
does she fly behind eyelids with her cousins?
As she screeches to the sunset are there memories?
I will build another castle little friend
written in response to exercise four