Poems from the Desert... :D

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The Voice of the Birds

 

I’m alone in the desert

Sitting on the sand

Watching the birds

as they noisily chirp

Picking something from the sand

 

I was wondering

Seems they’re so happy

despite this barren land

What they are eating?

out from the blank sand?

 

Chirping

they gleefully chirp

til the sun increases its heat

Oh, time for the oil and gas workers to work

the pipeline's noise, started to cover the birds chirp.

 

Glad the birds continue tweedling

it’s more lovely to hear

than the noise from trucks and machines

 

chirping

I dunno what the birds are talking

maybe they’re also wondering

What I’m doing and

why I’m alone sitting in the desert.

 

~Champs Ulysses Cabinatan

 

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The Desert Fly

 

I saw a desert fly

it doesn’t look as dirty as the housefly

though not as lovely as the butterfly.

 

its wings as small as the ant wings

its color is light shade of gray.

 

flying,

 playing on my hands

She’s alone

and seems enjoying my skin

and walking on my palm

 

~Champs Ulysses Cabinatan