National Poetry Month - My Contribution

Hey friends,

Did you know that April is National Poetry Month? If you're an NPR junkie, you probably did. But if not, well, there you go.

It's been a while since I've published some of my verse. But really, how can you top this? You can't. You just say what's on your heart, and set it free.

So here we go again...

This Bird Has Flown

I noticed you yesterday.
You tap-tapped your beak on my window
All the while
I looked past you
To my own blue sky

And now this bird has flown
Far and wide.
Where will you go?
On whose tree will you land?
Whose window will you tap-tap?
And will the ones that hear your tap-tap
Rush to the sill and fling wide the doors
And hear the sweet song that you sing,
That you've always sung?

Or will they stare into the clouds
Past your song
Past your dreams
And wish they could fly
Into the sky
They barely know.

This bird has flown
Far and wide
Make room for my wings,
And the song I sing.