Parrot Poetry

 I thought I'd try my claw at writing a triolet. Here it is. I hope you like it!

The Parrot in Old Age

by Shadow

High on my perch is where I safely rest

Contented just to watch the world go by

I fluff the feathers on my wings and chest

High on my perch is where I safely rest

With many years of life I have been blessed

So swiftly have these years of joy flown by

High on my perch is where I safely rest

Contented just to watch the world go by

Parrot Poetry

Evening

by Shadow

In the quiet of the evening,

In the hours before bed,

I feel nice and cozy

Perched upon my person’s head.

I survey all around me

From my fluffy perch on high.

All is as it should be –

Both my people are close by.

I take a little bird snooze

While my people watch their screens.

I’m snug and safe and cozy

As I drift off into dreams.

The Important Things in Life

 

It’s been almost 26 years since I first pecked my way out of my egg. In that time, I’ve had many experiences. I’ve lived in several places and seen many things. People and birds I’ve been close to have come and gone. Now that I have reached my golden years, I have many memories to look back on and many changes to contemplate. My feathers may not have the sheen they once did, I may not be able to fly as well as I did in my youth, but of one thing I am still certain – the importance of snuggling close to the ones you love.

Breakfast

There’s nothing like a bowl of warm oatmeal for breakfast on a chilly winter morning, and a helpful hand to lift the spoon up to your beak!

Soup!

Don’t you just love soup? There’s nothing like a hot bowl of soup on a cold winter’s day, especially when you share it with your person. I like all kinds of soup, but my favorite kinds are the ones that have little seeds floating around in them. My person says they’re caraway seeds or fennel seeds. I don’t care what she calls them, as long as they’re seeds! The other good thing about soup is you can dunk bread in it. That’s so much fun. If you are a parrot, you’ll know what I’m talking about. 

Not Fair

My person feeds the outside birds in the wintertime. I don't have a problem with that in theory, but look what she feeds them:

She fills the whole feeder with sunflower seeds! What's the matter with that, you might ask. Well, the matter is that she never fills my feeder with sunflower seeds. I only get them as a special treat. I wouldn't say that was fair. Would you?

Turkeys!

Look at what I saw outside my window the other day! Turkeys are nice birds, but I sure am glad I'm not a turkey, especially at this time of year. I mean, aside from the fact that I wouldn't want to end up on someone's Thanksgiving dinner table, I just don't see the point of all that wandering around in the snow scavenging for food. We pet parrots are sensible enough to stay inside where it's warm and the food dish is full.