LIFE GOES BY

I sit on my perch

while life passes by.

Cars and people

always hurrying.

Airplanes in the sky

carrying their heavy loads.

I still sit here on my perch,

calm as can be,

while life goes by.

EYES TO THE WIND

The raven waits.

Sitting on its perch.

Eagle eyes to the wind.

Who is he waiting for?

Will he know when he sees it?

Wait.

His wings are spreading out.

About to take flight.

He lets out a screech.

He’s looking…

He’s looking at me.

Time to go.