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Poems
Sarita Aditya Verma Jan 2018
Love Birds
Sarita Aditya Verma
Jan 2018
Love birds in the cage
At times sage at times rage
Male enterprising Greenie , his name
Female whip smart, Bluey , her name
It took me a little while to befriend the two
Never had a pet ,Other than a fish or two
Greenie was the one
Who made calls for the feed
Bluey made sure she was the first to eat
Greenie the chivalrous, would wait for his turn
Bluey ,always on a diet , quickly she ate
Greenie ate to his Heart's content
Together they would sing
And swung
On their little swing
Born in captivity
They had wings ,but never did they fly
Or
Maybe never did they try
Fly fly fly away... I'd say
Probably... Possibly ....
Never ....ever ...never they'd say
Happy in the cage ,with each other
They knew ,no other way
Love birds ,as they say
At times sage at times rage
Male enterprising Greenie , his name
Female whip smart, Bluey , her name
It took me a little while to befriend the two
Never had a pet ,Other than a fish or two
Greenie was the one
Who made calls for the feed
Bluey made sure she was the first to eat
Greenie the chivalrous, would wait for his turn
Bluey ,always on a diet , quickly she ate
Greenie ate to his Heart's content
Together they would sing
And swung
On their little swing
Born in captivity
They had wings ,but never did they fly
Or
Maybe never did they try
Fly fly fly away... I'd say
Probably... Possibly ....
Never ....ever ...never they'd say
Happy in the cage ,with each other
They knew ,no other way
Love birds ,as they say
I had a pair of love birds in year 2016 , lovely they were , intelligent and lovable .
Lost them to a preying eagle , usually kept the cage outdoors during the day.
One afternoon as I left the cage outdoors ,as I was out for some work , it was heartbreaking to see the two dead in the cage , on my return.
I could only imagine how valiantly greenie must have fought the eagle.
I do have another pair , got one on my younger son's insistence, it was him who got the first pair as well .
Lost them to a preying eagle , usually kept the cage outdoors during the day.
One afternoon as I left the cage outdoors ,as I was out for some work , it was heartbreaking to see the two dead in the cage , on my return.
I could only imagine how valiantly greenie must have fought the eagle.
I do have another pair , got one on my younger son's insistence, it was him who got the first pair as well .
Kacie Michel Dec 2013
there is a boy
Kacie Michel
Dec 2013
there is a boy who catches my bus
who has bluey-grey eyes as clear
as the lake
the kids go swimming in.
he sits with his friends
and laughs a lot at little
things.
and when his friends are silent,
he looks out the window.
i sit two seats behind him
and i think he is beautiful.
there is a boy who catches my bus
who acts happy every morning
at seven a.m.
he sits with his friends
and gives them empty smiles
and wears long sleeves
in the middle of summer.
i sit two seats behind him
and i think he is beautiful.
there is a boy who catches my bus
who has bluey-grey eyes as empty
as the
lake the kids go swimming in,
in the winter.
he sits with his friends
and stares at his lap
and when his friends say something funny,
he doesn't laugh anymore.
i sit two seats behind him
and i think he's beautiful
there was a boy who caught my bus
who was found by his parents
after he shot himself.
he wrote a letter to his friends
and told them that he loved them.
he wrote a letter to his parents
saying sorry.
and he wrote a letter to the sad
girl
who sat two seats behind him on
the bus,
who told her that she was
beautiful.
-k.m.
who has bluey-grey eyes as clear
as the lake
the kids go swimming in.
he sits with his friends
and laughs a lot at little
things.
and when his friends are silent,
he looks out the window.
i sit two seats behind him
and i think he is beautiful.
there is a boy who catches my bus
who acts happy every morning
at seven a.m.
he sits with his friends
and gives them empty smiles
and wears long sleeves
in the middle of summer.
i sit two seats behind him
and i think he is beautiful.
there is a boy who catches my bus
who has bluey-grey eyes as empty
as the
lake the kids go swimming in,
in the winter.
he sits with his friends
and stares at his lap
and when his friends say something funny,
he doesn't laugh anymore.
i sit two seats behind him
and i think he's beautiful
there was a boy who caught my bus
who was found by his parents
after he shot himself.
he wrote a letter to his friends
and told them that he loved them.
he wrote a letter to his parents
saying sorry.
and he wrote a letter to the sad
girl
who sat two seats behind him on
the bus,
who told her that she was
beautiful.
-k.m.