

white petals
glow bright
in the dark
by the fence
where the golden bird
sits frying
Gill McGrath ©
description two pictures
[Fried Egg Plant Polyspora axillaris]
Tag: pigeon
starlings. in sun glow. saw……..
Flight of the Phoenix tonight
Listen in on some harsh pigeon talk……
I can’t believe
You lied to me again today
You said you loved me
You even called me beautiful
You placed a silver charm
And cast a spell on me
I turned your name
Into a jewel
A purple amethyst
You just found another game
For me to play-
Over and Over again
I call your name
And now I hear it rhyme with
Everything I say!
Gill McGrath© Avis sedet in imbrem aureum.

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Which way home?
hills. in morning mist. under a line
The bird is taking a bath somewhere else!
My pigeon sits in some other place.
I could see him from the road!
And from where he sat
He looked and looked
And sat and sat and sat……….
(He did n’t even wave!)

(I know he can wave! He does so regularly in our garden. Here’s one from the other day. )
Diary. Sunday:
It’s OK! I missed the sun rise today, but I still walked along the road a bit later to catch the breeze and the ‘full-on’ sun, in a cloudless sky over the fields, but I got distracted by something on the other side of the road in a place which looks over the view I am in. When I zoomed in on the camera it looked like the pigeon from my garden sitting there as large as life and…. he had taken our (his) bird bath with him! And he wasn’t going to take a blind bit of notice of me……..
Or from where I stood the sun behind me was so bright I guess he couldn’t see me! GM









