I wish I were a bird on a wire,
As they gather at sunset, the world to inspire.
Huddled on every square inch they can find,
Like clumps of seaweed on a fowled anchor line.
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What a beautiful poem one that has put a picture of inspiration in my mind the words are perfect cheers Sylvie.
An excellent piece of work...you have described a very vivid mind picture of birds on a wire. I once tried to write of this same thing, but my mind was blank, just could not do it..... so glad that you did!
What a wonderful painting of the light's good-bye. Your lyrics shine, Gary. Warm regards, Sandra