Poems from redbirdiee
Every morning on the street,
i am greeted with untamed bushes
with buds like green eyes.
Saluted by the warm breeze that
lifts my skirt...
"like the great queens of history .....she was born with the umbilical cord around her neck"**
My baby face seems to follow me everyday
i...
The bell sends its vibrations through the mountains
through the barley fields changing their sweep
shaking the gravel in prestigous old...
My Pink Candle
They told me she was Rose scented,
She came flower molded
She sat on my nightstand for four years
Loving whoever peers.
...
My Sister's Guitar
I cant play any instruments
But sometimes ill take my sister's scratched up guitar she brought home from college
And...