From wingless birds to creative masters - voices can be silenced but there's nothing that can stop wild imagination when it strikes. So here's a small handful of the poetry I've been writing from my humble corner to the world at large.
These poems...
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Around the neighbourhood Birds perched up on the trees Silent, still they stood It caused me some unease
"Why do you not sing?" I asked one in colour green "It's the early morning, I brought you your favourite bean."
Though he was suspicious, The bird could not resist He perched himself on my hand, Delivered me the gist
"Why do we have a voice When none can say a word Without the fear of wrong Or being overheard?
"Make-believe or truth, A falsehood or a lie, Offend the silence in the wind, and we might never fly."
Before he could have finished, A dreadful sight deterred, Falling from the tree above Was a wingless bird
Photo credit: This work, 'Silence In The Trees (Cover)', is a derivative of 'Birds' by used under CC BY 2.0. (For full photo credits: https://hauntingangel.com/2018/04/18/silence-in-the-trees)
