Best Poem of s./j. goldner

Bird Girl
Some say I may just be
Stretching my wings.
“Oh don’t worry, she’s just
Stretching her wings.
Yes, she’ll settle down soon.”

No—no, you see,
This is an explosion inside
One of the best of it’s kind.
No—no, you see,
I’m learning to fly.
. . .
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April Music
I'd like to spend
April, sitting on a hill,
With a mushroom for
a parasol and violets
for a frill. And the
wind for a violin, To
play spring tunes,
And the blossoms in
the treetops, For gay
balloons. I'd like to spend
April sitting on a
mound, Watching for
the flowers to pop . . .
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