GULLS AND CROWS AT GONE MIDNIGHT! (INSPIRED BY JAMSBO ROCKDA WORK-HOW CAN A BIRD))
While outside, gone midnightThe sounds of gulls and crows
Sited flying, screeching, complaining
Complaining, and rightly so
Of the light from the streets lampost
Spewing, their yellow light, into the night
Fooling, them into believing
It was early dawn - yet - AGAIN
The gulls and crows, not a happy bunch!
So all they could do was - Screech their disapproval!
''Them humans, won't let us, - SLEEP - as we roost!''
'' So why should they, as they lay, tossing and turning, all night! ''
'' NOT - a sleeping! ''
ken d williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2017-03-13 at 22:35
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