Writing by Wendy Bird
Photo by Andrew Neel from Pexels
As I go on the weeks seem shorter. Days fly by without my notice. Where on earth did the time go? It seems just yesterday I was free and wild. Now I feel constrained by expectations. Not long ago I had no cares. Now I’m weighed down by anxieties. The future is coming quickly on… … Continue reading Where is my time?
He was a beautiful thing… With his daydream eyes, and his poetry soul. She wanted to learn him, word for word. To recite him to the sky as one does a song. To decipher his deepest meanings… and paint pictures ‘round his letters.
Poem By Wendy Bird
Poem by Wendy Bird
Her mind is a chaos storm.
A rainfall dance.
Rendezvous in the rain
A poem by Wendy Bird
A wish to live upon the clouds
Capture a moment. Keep it forever.
A short poem about stars.
I saw a picture of a stone angel today, and it inspired me to write this poem.
A poem about the ocean
Don’t let the shadows get to you…
She wore a mask.
An empty room is sad without heart or soul Echoes in the quiet dark and all alone An empty room is black Ebony and grey Nothing to cast the shadows Yet no light to chase them away An empty room is lonely No one to keep it warm No voices break the silence No one … Continue reading An Empty Room
Oh to sleep in a field of wildflowers Be enveloped in their sweet perfume Let the grass and the color surround me And dream of each petal and bloom Let the clouds and the sadness be driven away And replaced with the beauty and the leaves gentle sway Could I sleep in a field of … Continue reading To Sleep in a Field of Wildflowers
Tall bright towers Yellow sunflowers I could waste all the hours In the city in my head Shining lakes of glass And watching clouds pass Fields of green grass in the city in my head But now the sky is grey The trees oh how they sway do they take me away From the city … Continue reading The City in my Head