parrot between two
peeps, speak to world
from echo of creation
familial feathers
without a hybrid to be heard --
by ultimate departure
grandma's bright chest
instead of mother's arm
echo cherished not felt in reflection,
fullness soar more than story...
those meant to leave household not bury them;
orininally intervene
Author notes
good luck is not an alternative for want; Isaiah 65:11
please comment with useful illustrations
not emoticons outside plant/animal modes of likeness
so NO applause symbol exaggerations, thank you
A contest entry
- Forwarding PIF won in contest hosted by Ruby, Gold please forward 300 by Karl Weiss - Topaz.
1000 points, ended May 17, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
amid involvement and void almost
Comments
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Very well written, I sand my beak. Thank you for your fine entry in the contest.
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