Thursday, May 31, 2012

the birds, the humans

the birds showed off in warbles
of approval and distaste;
to mate or not to mate?

the humans grew weary of love games,
energies gone to hurried waste;
they halted and left it up to fate.



Gerry Boyd said...

Pretty cool play with vowel sounds. I like thar sort of thing a lot.

Dana Leah said...

thanks Gerry! i love the way words sound sometimes. playing with them is what poets do best! thanks so much for your comment. :) x