I am Tired
of flying everywhere.
of chasing others.
of others chasing me.
of the weight of
my responsibilities.
I am so tired that
I can barely lift my wings.
I am Tired
of flying everywhere.
of chasing others.
of others chasing me.
of the weight of
my responsibilities.
I am so tired that
I can barely lift my wings.
A Coot in the
I thought I saw a different
kind of duck in the lake.
Took it's picture,
but it was far away.
Fortunately, it stayed a few days.
I got a better picture,
and identified it as a coot.
It swam alone.
It was a bold coot,
but I couldn't tell
if it was an old coot.
If the Clouds had Eyes
they would take in nature's beauty.
Birds fly high and dip their wings.
Flowers wave in the wind.
The land, the sea and the sky hypnotize.
Then, nature's brutal side appears.
Floods submerge the lands.
Tornados take down towns.
Fires burn the forests.
If the clouds had eyes, they would cry.