Excellent a poem Worlds : Ode to a Parakeet by Bill Schott

An Ode from John "Para" Keats remembered was written in a wintry mood --Decembered; From all the wording readers would infer that snow, like angel dandruff, did occur. The parakeet, a sprite within a basket, left on the porch, the wire home his casket; brought inside to thaw beside the fire, wet wings ignited so--a funeral pyre. Perhaps in some far jungle there exists, upon a shoot, silhouetted in the mist, a happy parakeet who wasn't chosen, to burn up in the cage in which he'd frozen.   Author Notes Parakeet World 10 Apologies to Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats Image from Google

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