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Strange birds - Charlotte Oliver

This row of strange birds fight their tethers

feathers

swell

and shrink


in the straggly wind


tightly pegged p a n o r a m i c pl um ag e

from lace-tipped black to

nude to

downy white


and exotic rainbow-striped ones from somewhere else.

Would their cottoned c-c-c-c-c-call trill

a dream for the wind to fill

their shape

and free them to fly high

(thermals

on

thermals)


___up above

to eye the world from____-----

instead of

down below?


Perhaps this is how

odd pairs places.

end up ……………………

in strange …………………..




Bio:

Charlotte Oliver is a freelance writer who lives in Scarborough, England. She was the commissioned poet for BBC Radio York’s Make a Difference campaign and has poems published/forthcoming for Dream Catcher, Pendemic, Ice Floe Press, Cold Moon Journal, One Hand Clapping and Not4UCollective’s Poems from Home.

@charlotteolivr www.charlotteoliver.com insta charlotteoliverpoe

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