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Array ( [sid] => 8681 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Desmond [time] => 2002-12-16 14:40:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Desmond peers silently at me through the
Steel bars
Looking less sad than perplexed
A bearly detectable vibration
Occupies his perch

You think a rickety wooden swing
Replaces the loss of adventure?
Maybe you're under the illusion that I'm
Protected from the aggression of
Scavenging seagulls or
Menacing pains of glass.

A bedsheet hardly makes up for the
Setting sun.
You're not fooling anyone.

Just once I'd like to wrestle a
Juicy worm to submit
Rather than plunking my neck into the
Perpetual bowl of millet
You provide so generously.

Line my cell with the classifieds
But you don't allow me pockets for change
My sense of irony has yet to be clipped.

Will you get the message if I
Stop chirping? [comments] => 10 [counter] => 343 [topic] => 41 [informant] => AJG [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )

Desmond

Contributed by AJG on Monday, 16th December 2002 @ 02:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: political

Desmond peers silently at me through the
Steel bars
Looking less sad than perplexed
A bearly detectable vibration
Occupies his perch

You think a rickety wooden swing
Replaces the loss of adventure?
Maybe you're under the illusion that I'm
Protected from the aggression of
Scavenging seagulls or
Menacing pains of glass.

A bedsheet hardly makes up for the
Setting sun.
You're not fooling anyone.

Just once I'd like to wrestle a
Juicy worm to submit
Rather than plunking my neck into the
Perpetual bowl of millet
You provide so generously.

Line my cell with the classifieds
But you don't allow me pockets for change
My sense of irony has yet to be clipped.

Will you get the message if I
Stop chirping?

Copyright © AJG ... [ 2002-12-16 14:40:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by Aidan on Monday, 16th December 2002 @ 03:05:55 PM AEST
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Cute. Makes you think...

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Monday, 16th December 2002 @ 08:44:10 PM AEST
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This is sad....let the pretty bird go *sniffles* lol ...this certainly makes one's brain work on thoughts they don't normally think about...thanks for sharing this one i enjoyed it alot...
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Tuesday, 17th December 2002 @ 02:37:01 AM AEST
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desmond...when the door is open, fly.

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by AJG on Tuesday, 17th December 2002 @ 11:56:13 PM AEST
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...still waitin' for my wings to grow back...

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 02:38:20 AM AEST
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walk.....

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 02:39:04 AM AEST
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...hop?....

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 02:39:54 AM AEST
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pole vault with the perch....

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 02:41:05 AM AEST
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play dead...then run for your life...

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 02:43:47 AM AEST
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re-decorate the cage and convince yourself that a blanket over the cage is better than no blanket at all.....(jewish/catholic bird guilt)

Re: Desmond (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 5th June 2006 @ 12:21:29 PM AEST
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I thought this was excellent .It speaks to me ,as does Desmond,

Den

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