APRIL POEM-A-DAY 2012

Day 12 – Something (blank)

Something in the space between my ears …

They talk to me, you know.
I’m sure they do, my dear.
No, really: that rosella
just said ‘Bye bye’ clear
as a bell
-bird! Even the little ones’
chip chip chip, or magpies’
googleoogleoogleeoo makes sense.
Sometimes I feel like sitting
on the fence
with them. Don’t you?