bird fluttered in, brave,
moving his head to and fro,
Angels, Compassion, Etudes, Isolation, Love, Poems, Poetry, Seeking God, Shadorma
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#1 by Kay Camden on June 28, 2011 - 9:13 am
I see him. 🙂
#2 by Carl on June 28, 2011 - 10:25 pm
#3 by claudia on June 28, 2011 - 10:22 am
brave and baby soft – these opposites are working terribly well in your shadorma carl
#4 by Carl on June 28, 2011 - 10:25 pm
Thank you, Claudia. I should credit the inspirational bird… 🙂
#5 by Carl D'Agostino on June 28, 2011 - 10:48 am
Better be marking carefully or be the hawk’s dinner.
#6 by Carl on June 28, 2011 - 10:27 pm
Our building is very tall, downtown, and it is home to a hawk. Downtown is apparently like a canon to them with very steep mountains, but boy do they swoop! Downtown is more of a natural habitat to them than other places (that’s what the biologists tell me – I don’t know if they talk with the hawks to get that information).
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