cockatoos
a-flutter in the sky
like a string
of prayer flags
taken wing
beneath a sun
that alternates
the white
of whisping clouds
with the blue
of deepest sky
a screech of supplication
and a moaning
from the wind
set a reverence to the day
and a warm bask
upon my face
like heaven with a glow
reached town to touch
we worshipful
with our faces raised
to receive the benediction
that only comes
to the few of us
so blessed
© Frank Prem, 2017
Poem #13: my love tonight is
Nice image and good use of sound
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Thank you Derrick.
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Brilliant white cockatoos against the blue of an Australian sky — an unforgettable sight. Yeah, and the air-tearing screech is pretty unforgettable too, especially at 6am!
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Beautiful until they open their beaks.
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Haha, true! I always imagine a pterodactyl would have sounded like that.
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Probably a bit sweeter, actually.
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Must be something to see! 🙂
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Yes very pretty moments.
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Love those cockatoos. . .like a prayer flag. Beautiful imagery.
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