Rob Ayling writes:
A BUNDLE OF BIRDS
WHO HAS NO FACE/BOOK..
who have no email (maybe Birdsong@Twitter.com)
who carry only wings (no Smartphone
who have no Internet connection(only a Cloud..a Sky..the Wind
who are acoustic/never electric(unless a storm/shaking tail feathers
who nest in secret trees,breeding birdlets
who do not watch television-so miss their own migrations
who form community radio programs of random songlets
who are Dickinson's"hope with feathers"
who string mornings together like dewdrops/raindrops
who flit fast past before words can cage their Maya,Angelou!
who William Blake.who Wordsworth.who Shelley's"Wild West Wind"
who slow Keats afternoon summers.who busy bobbing ,bundling nest sticks
who exist despite us/may outlast us/never literary criticize
and do not give one birdseed for punctuation.