captive birds
trill changed tunes
hearts somewhere
far beyond bars
and that
which lies within
thrums futile
as feathers
that never fly
subsists
and subsides

© Sarah Whiteley

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  1. Melancholy poem, which fits my mood today. My outdoor cat Pearley has disappeared. I’m not sure what that has to do with your poem, though.

    Anyway, I see that you have have uploaded a new header. It is much more lush than the other one! lol! I also like your new title font! Apparently, you know more about web design than the average person. Quite a bit more.

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    1. I am glad you enjoyed, but sorry for the absence of your cat. BTW I once had a siamese named Haiku. But I digress… I hope your cat comes padding home, replete with secret adventures.

      Sadly, I know just enough about web design to royally mess up whatever it is I’m trying to fix. 🙂

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