Poetry Friday

I mentioned the possibility of this poem yesterday in my post. An exercise that I tried was to take a noun and write as much as possible about that topic. Another exercise that I did was to lift a line from this entry and turn it into a draft of something else. I lifted four lines:
1. fly through the air so gracefully
2. soaring high above the tree line, gliding and swooping
3. mother bird tell them not to fly so high
4. the mama sits in the tree and squawks

Another exercise is to "top ten" something. I used the word: glide
soar, coast, float, balance, swoop, rustle, swing, fly, flex, levitate

Another exercise I used was to write from another person's perspective.
Here is the poem that I came up with:

Bird, Spread Your Wings and Fly

My little one from egg so small

I sat upon you

keeping you warm

protecting you from enemies and prey;

You are my little one, my pride and joy.

I brought food to your closed eyes

and your ever open mouth

Crying out in hunger,

you rocked and cried

rocked and cried

I fed you from my beak to yours

your belly fully satisfied you rested, safely.

Your wings have grown

your feathers soft and downy

are now full and strong

Your once closed eyes are now open

Take in your surroundings,

Experience life's joy

Ever watching for life's pain

Open your wings and fly through the air

gracefully, gracefully, floating

soar, high above the tree line

swoop and glide

swoop and glide

let your wings stretch and flex

feel the earth's wind in your feathers

open your eyes to the sights

listen to the sounds of your world

Go my little bird

stretch your wings and fly...