Little Magical Birdie

by rapidsnail @ 01. Nov. 2007. - 10:26:03 pm

there was a small bird in rock garden in the morn
it was sitting on the floor
i touched it
and it looked @ me
very tiny bird. ..
very magical
it looked @ me with misty eyes
i tried to pick it up .. but thought i'd hurt it.
but then it's eyes were not scared
i went ahead and tried to pick it up a second time ..
and it flew and sat on a shurb
and kept looking at me with innocent eyes again ..
prolbably it was hurt.
then i stepped in ..
went out again, and it was gone.

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BigPaws [Visitor]
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2007-11-02 @ 09:53

The first time I read it I thought I understood something ... now when I read it I feel I completely lost the meaning the first time ... I have no clue what it is about ... but its good ... :-)

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TJMum [Member]
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2007-11-06 @ 20:49

Great to hear nonsense poema again - but then aren't they all?! Definitely hear strains of John Lennon in there, if you've ever read the National Health Cow you'll see exactly what I mean. Keep in up.

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rapidsnail [Member]
2007-11-06 @ 20:53

Thanks ma ... What is the National Health Cow all about ??? Any links ???

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TJMum [Member]
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2007-11-07 @ 01:11

If I can find it in my poetry book I'll write it out for you. Hopefully when my boys are in bed!

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TJMum [Member]
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2007-11-07 @ 20:26

Here it is, a poem from John Lennon (yes, the Beatle!!).

I strolled into a farmyard
When no-one was about
Treading past the troubles
I raised my head to shout

'Come out the cow with glasses,'
I called and rolled my eye,
It ambled up toward me;
I milked it with a sigh.

'You're just in time,' the cow said,
Its eyes were all aglaze,
'I'm feeling like an elephant,
I aren't been milked for days.'

'Why is this?' I asked it,
Tugging at it's throttles.
'I don't know why, perhaps it's 'cause
MY milk comes out in bottles.'

'That's handy for the government,'
I thought, and in a tick
The cow fell dead all sudden
(I'd smashed it with a brick.)

I've copied this directly from an old book of poems titled 'Nothing Solemn' so if the grammar is wrong don't blame me!!

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