Twitter and Chatter

Not many

houses left

where trees grow to provide

For birds, butterflies and the rare dragonfly

Praying glitter that fireflies will shine

No matter how fleetingly, when the night is dark

 

Families wake me up

twitter and chatter

Right the wrap around windows in my room

The birds of the air, and the lilies of the

field, spin not, weave not, sew not

King Solomon’s railments could not compare with their

plumage

 

Humble  any architect

 

Should I let my imagination fly?

 

Or “just Google it”

How many kids of the present

Has seen a bird’s

nest with a baby in it?

 

MARCH 21, 2017

BLACK OUT POETRY

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