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My daily Poem FEB 03, 2004
this dusk a robin repeatedly
sang a seven syllable song
outside my window
striking a note
with my haiku quest,
racking my poetry mind.
among the birds, i
harvested light
three liner poems
abundant as feathers.
Their over enthusiastic chirps
louder than our chats
as they share the day's
adventures on trees
at the bus station;
their seemingly unstoppable
flipping tails, excitements and
everlasting songs as they
look for adventures
among the blooms;
the clawing and pensive chirps
of a fallen swallow
as it affixed its eyes on the sky
and the overwhelming peace
as the birds swam in a forest lake
without a care of the world.
at a seaside resort once,
a heroic sea eagle flagged
and transported me into a world
of courage with its song.
