Birds Talking – Poem JK.Leahy©
Birds Talking
Silent words, only seen
Scratching, screeching and bursting to surface
Extending wings, feathers, beaks and necks
Swooping, flying, walking and talking
Birth by imagination
Birds taking forms
Living on paper
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Thank you very much for sharing.
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This is really striking – thanks for sharing!
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Thank you very much. And, you’re welcome! How are you sista?
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Very good poem … 🙂 🙂
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Thank you – learning from real poets like you. 🙂
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You have a great heart my friend…. Kisses
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You too – I know.x
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Both words and drawing are marvellous!
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Oh thank you so much, that means a lot to me. I hope you are well. 🙂
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“Extending wings, feathers, beaks and necks”- I quote. Yes! birds communicate in a language they understand and it’s beautiful as you closely watch them. Interesting, nice short poem.
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“Extending wings, feathers, beaks and necks”- I quote. Yes! birds communic
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Hi Joel, it is very nice of you to comment – now I know you like birds and poetry. 🙂
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