Today I’m going to be doing an extra post because April is National Poetry Month!
This poem in a way was inspired by my kite flying adventure yesterday,(Check out my previous post, Kite).
I kept wondering what the birds thought of our kite, which was made to look like a Firebird, although I thought of it as a Phoenix, which is definitely #1 on my Most Awesome Magical Creatures List!
(I talk briefly about the difference in one of my previous posts, Firebird and Phoenix).
Anyway, I hope you like it!
What do the birds think,
of our airplanes lumbering though the sky?
Perhaps giant metal birds, or hungry monsters.
What do the animals think,
of our cars zooming past on strange hard ground?
Perhaps machines of destruction,
sent to crush what stands in their path.
What does the world think of our cities?
Perhaps lairs of fearsome creatures.
What does the world think of us?
Thanks for reading this, I hope you liked it!
“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.” -Leonardo da Vinci