Birds (16" 28") painting in acrylic by the author 2012
They chirp, but you don't see them,
only leaves moving, rustling;
their becks red, their eyes sullen,
and they blend with everything.
When you get near to admire,
they shun, they stop moving,
silence the rule of their game,
discreet and subtle warning.
Birds are indeed real strange,
they fly fast or sit at ease;
they sing with few notes to trace,
like passing breeze in the trees. ~
Compose a song, make the poem the lyrics of a country song accompanied by guitar.
Painting is for sale. Call Dr Abe V Rotor 9396331. Complimentary copies of author's winning books:
Living with Nature series, Light in the Woods, Light from the Old Arch