Angry birds

The bold birds

that completely ate 

the spring-green tops

off my carrot and radish rows,

scold loudly as I stoop 

to pick fresh lettuce;

accusing me 

of robbing their garden.

 

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Brenda Hooyer
    Jun 03, 2012 @ 21:10:16

    I’m enjoying your writings. Ode is my favorite so far, but it was hard to choose. Where do you find the time? Is your mind racing at the same time that your hands are?

    Reply

    • lynndiane
      Jun 07, 2012 @ 09:25:08

      Thanks,Brenda! Some poems were from earlier rough drafts (pre-blog), then edited and posted here…and “yes” to racing thoughts (madhatterpoetry:) Glad you liked “Ode”.

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