Blue Heron – House of Heart

Posted bygrumpygormanPosted inpoetryTags:, , , , , , ,

There is a bird whose wings are the shades of a rainbow.

When he grieves his sighs pervade the caves of forgotten dreams.

His  sound is the laughter of children flowing like

rippling  rivers to   soothe the hearts of angels.

His tongue drips with the honey of desert flowers and

his eyes are  an ocean of shimmering shores.

When he is thirsty he  sips  viscous dew from my feathers

painted in his colors.

When adventure calls  we lift our wings and fly away.

Blue Heron Sunset

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Published by grumpygorman

I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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