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The Songbird

The Songbird
Location
Ohio, USA
Birthday
August 22
Title
Linguist
Bio
I am a mechanical bird. I fly, dive, and flutter about things, curious, ... yet -- I am but a machine. I am the product of the times I came into. All is mechanical. My clockwork works - exactly. You can see by the meter of my words that something is precise about me. I know not why; I am not the Originator of these things. They only come to me. They tick, or they whirr, or they may, by chance, chime. No matter - I hear, and respond to them. I myself am quite delighted by these Missives that come my way, and my dearest love is the language I came in with, English. It isn't the words themselves; more - it is the very capability of being able to iterate what I have been given to feel.

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SEPTEMBER 22, 2014 12:03AM

Orphan

 
  Spirit Only Echos The Known
 
 
ORPHAN

i can’t imagine anything other than what i got.
the guidance, aplomb, and comradrie given was more than i sought.
in Life, as all the Others left,
it was all left to me, instead,

and my Lot is sorting and purporting every voice that made the Me/… Read full post »
Knowing The Unknown
 
 
RECEIVERSHIP

once you become a blank canvas,
you can never go back to being wrought.
verbage makes little matter;
the blather does not lead to thought.

for the words are only there to sway you,
to opine you, or make you believe.
it matters not, once you’ve left there;
it matters/… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 8, 2014 9:22AM

Decisionary

 
Can You See Me Now
 
 
DECISIONARY
(de-sizh-oh-nare-ee)


maybe the place in life i’m finding
is an Oasis,
as the property envelops, and surrounds me.

the friends remain, the refrain changes over time,
but this is old,
same as ever, as we grow, and grow up, together.

we all entertwine, as we ente/… Read full post »
AUGUST 23, 2014 12:02AM

Stance

 
STANCE--To See, Is To Be
 
 
STANCE
 

I am not really sure that I have one,
a Stance to stand for,
or reject.

I am not sure of any Thing I believe,
In, or About, or askance,
to accept.

I don’t have clear lines any longer
of what I believe In.

I am not sure I have any Lines,
at all.

I/… Read full post »
AUGUST 20, 2014 11:44PM

Winged

 
The Flight Of The Soul
 

All beautiful things are thusly winged,

And from thence, their flight is known.

Each thought, a feather, each word, a tether,

Cherished forever, from whence they’ve flown.

 

~

 

 

 

 

 Graphic: Great Egret, by Paul Robert Brown.
In loving… Read full post »
JULY 28, 2014 12:20AM

Carol

 
Gustav Klimt-The Liaison Of The Femme
 
CAROL

I think of you dearly, and often.
I think of you nearly, then as now.
You are such a huge force within my life,
I still wish I could reciprocate, somehow.

I seem to know little of the crippling that felled you,
even though you led me though what crippled my/… Read full post »
JUNE 5, 2014 9:19AM

Parade

 
The Ephemeral Escape
 
 
PARADE

i am no stranger to Death.
perhaps, that is what has given me my Life’s breadth.

arriving into such a large family,
people come and go.

a casket and a ritual were commonstance,
from all i know.

there were lovely nuances and paid respects,
in my Religion, called Gra/… Read full post »
MAY 22, 2014 1:26AM

Barrage

 
Closer Still
 
 
 BARRAGE

imaginary logic keys the lock to the morals
that create, and permutate
the dictates of normals.

pictures and words, separate, and together,
are but statements, held true,
only by the depictions upon which they tether.

opinion is thought; merely reaction.
impetus,/… Read full post »
MAY 17, 2014 11:29PM

Skeletal

 
  Treebones
 
 
SKELETAL

no One can lay your bones out,
like a Lover.
no One can internalize you to your own Self,
more than your Other.

all your facets, like bracelets,
locks and chains,
unleashed, and released,
can grant the Freedoms
that One can unfold, from what you hold,
underneath/… Read full post »
MAY 14, 2014 1:24AM

In/Finite

 
In The Finite
 
 
IN/FINITE

Infinite infinity is only finite,
after all;
Imagination is at play.
And aiding and abetting the Deception
is the very creation of Thrall.

The denial of Life ends is the mystery;
but also the one that cannot be denied.
There is no one left to tell the tale
of what th… Read full post »
MAY 3, 2014 9:57PM

Pursooth

 
Willow
 
 
PURSOOTH

i do get tired of making goodbyes,
but then, how else will i get new Hello!’s?
when an impasse comes, do you go around it?
or do you turn around, and go back Home?

they say Home Is Where The Heart Is,
because therein is our only Information.
all we know,/… Read full post »
APRIL 22, 2014 2:46PM

Eyeglasses

 
EYEGLASSES
 
EYEGLASSES

They’re more a hindrance than a help now;
my eyes keep getting better.
I keep having to change them,
the ones I use,
so I can see, or not see, my Letters.

My last pair of Prescriptions
are so strong they’re of no use;
but I do still like the disguise of them.
Som/… Read full post »
APRIL 20, 2014 12:00AM

Our Lady

 
OUR LADY
 
OUR LADY

I will not hinder my kindred kind,
but I will protect
All that is Mine.

And try to evoke the same ~

but, really?

That is not mine. 


The sour expression, or tart comment made,
cannot displace me
from this Nest,

I’ve made.


And when it seems Disturbed,
I will not come un/… Read full post »
APRIL 16, 2014 3:25AM

Murmurration

 
Birdmosphere
 
MURMURRATION


there is nothing here for you.

i cannot give you my astute.

i know you think that there are things that i know,
but they are only your own conjurations;
the things you hope are so.

i am also not your Credence.

i cannot be your Voice.

you do what you do, did,/… Read full post »
APRIL 10, 2014 12:13PM

Ahead or Behind

 
A Brief Glimpse-Luciole
 
 
AHEAD OR BEHIND

Every thing in life unfolds;
you couldn’t stop it if you tried.
Besides, it would only be a moot point,
and the unfolding itself is what you’d deny.

Process, both linear and staccato,
resounds and abounds in every move.
Pace, either quickened or sl/… Read full post »

Whisperings of Alightenment

 FLOCK

(THE SUNSET CRACKED OPEN
AN ARCTIC MIGRATION)
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i find the world an abrasive place,
so that is why i so love now
being Displaced.
allowed such Plenty;
the space to observe
comings,
and goings,
of clouds,
and their birds.

twiglight so late,
Geese, V’d, overhead;
cawing, worried,
the tempera/… Read full post »

MARCH 29, 2014 10:56PM

In Sight

 
The Girl And The Snake
 
 
IN SIGHT
 

settle, settle  ..
down, and down.
let the Silence speak.

often, in the end,
your wordlessness
says volumes about what you seek.
 
 
it’s foolish to try to spar with a snake,
so let them just slither back
to whence they/… Read full post »
MARCH 27, 2014 1:05AM

Touch

 
What Is Held, Within
 
TOUCH

small.

you keep your Self small,
and intimate.

you keep yourself Small, inside.

you watch,
you see,
you embrace, with such glee,
each succession,
in the processions only you can surmise.

i often wonder if it’s like this for Others ~
the entropy that one sees,
in their own/… Read full post »
MARCH 21, 2014 1:38AM

Second Skin

 
Second Skin Begins
 
SECOND SKIN
(Adaptation)

How do we fit the world to our Selves? ..
Or - do we simply try to fit in?
For to use our cognizance, intuition,
and discernment,
is an act of Intellect,
a place to begin.

For these are all God-given Powers.
Each, singular, and fine.
It is what places us ‘/… Read full post »
MARCH 10, 2014 10:08PM

Direction

 
The Wings of Escape
 
 
DIRECTION

save your venoms and refine them;
use them where they can be used.
do not succumb to anger,
for that is only self-abuse.

know what it is you are after,
and know from whence you speak;
therein, you will find laughter,
and the victory of knowing your peak.

seek not the/… Read full post »
MARCH 5, 2014 3:29AM

Life's Petticoat

 
 
Life's Petticoat
 
 
LIFE’S PETTICOAT

From a fallow hollow of clouds in the sky,

an opening came,

and there,

before my eyes,

stars, appeared;

abounded, sooo - plenty..

amazing, this sight,

so much, and so many.

So small i became,

out and inside,

under the Milky Way,

by surprise, that next/… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 26, 2014 2:43AM

Un Dialectè Delicioso

 
The Whisper of Womanhood
 
Un Dialectè Delicioso

mi amorè,
comprendè,
empassionada.
si, eine hither,
komme zitten mit zie.
un closser,
en blosser,
enbassionada;
zie ist en comradè to me.
ist das nicht ein same, amorè?
issen zie vatza what i see?
une toùch,
est en enflammata/… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 24, 2014 6:28AM

Hymn

 
The Yield of Regret
 
 HYMN

A simple twist of thinking
can make fondess out of regret.
To appreciate all the things you have,
instead of what you didn’t Get.

To ponder where you wandered, elsewhere,
is in a Time that is not now known.
But it lingers, still, because you remember,
and that, there/… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 15, 2014 11:11PM

Evoke

 
The Knowing
 
EVOKE

I see I’m an anchor,
a lynchpin,
but maybe only for me.
it matters not,
it resides there;
i only know what I see.

the things that  make me bristle,
the things that make me exhale,
in release,
are only little facets
of the Me, that lies,
underneath.

and there comes a time,/… Read full post »
FEBRUARY 14, 2014 12:00AM

Love Potion

 
Geshtinanna, The Sumarian Goddess Of The Autumn Vines
 
 
LOVE POTION

let my love temper,
like a wine.
allow it to grow,
and slowly become fine.

clarity
only comes with age.
silt, sediment,
finely erased.

closure is exposure.
a begin and an end.
a true depiction
of all held within.

but what of the cork?
will that make it stop?
will it burst/… Read full post »