A Little Chirp

I’m nothing special,Mere man with a mind,I like words written,Versed free, blank or rhymed,Partial to poems,That sing from the page,Birds will fly freely,Left open a cage,Swooping for morsels, Daylight robbery,The perp with the chirpThe crafty birdie,Perched on my shoulder,Tweeting in my ear, Push the pen this way, It makes itself clear,Little creations,It’s having a hoot,WeContinue reading “A Little Chirp”