Bird of Red

Poems aren’t for everyone. However, if you like poems, feel free to read away. If you like it, let me know.

I sat and I read.

Out in my garden homestead.

But then I put up my head,

To see a bird of red.

Then another flew in its stead,

Driving the bird of red

to emit a sound of dread.

Yet…..away it sped.

What is this?

O, thought, later in my head.

A bird of red.

A thought with me to bed.

Is there no other thought good instead?

Rather than a bird in red?

written by Kathleen Ivan

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. canaf
    Mar 06, 2015 @ 03:12:19

    Nice. I like the topic and I love rhyme.

    Reply

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