In the cells of every small, caged pet
Lurks the biography of a monster
Clever primates are so quick to forget
How little then and now really differ
Each poet, prophet, queen or saint is not
Much different from the average ape
When pretty birds are behind cage bars caught
The hearts of proud dragons yearn for escape
Beautiful feathers are just hip new scales
Charming songs are translations of old roars
Postmodern slogans echo ancient tales
Diseases old and new make the same sores
Should your grey parrot seem a squawking bore
See in its eye a fearsome dinosaur
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (7)
Great challenge entry! Love your approach.
But I really wish no animals are ever caged 🥺 Loved your poem!
Excellent, D.J.! Deftly done!
Happy to read such an amazing one!
Nice angle on the challenge topic. When I was a boy we had a few different parrots. Most of them were just as ferocious as a dinosaur. They could only be handled with gloves Those little vice and file beaks were brutal and, no matter how long we had them, most refused to be domesticated. All except for one little fella we rescued out of its nest when it's momma went missing. We kept him alive, but not knowing what we were doing, its growth was stunted. We never clipped its wings, because it had no interest in trying to fly. Slept on its back quite often, too. He was a sweet little bird. We never told him he was a dinosaur.
Excellent! Point well taken and perfectly illustrated!
FANTASTIC.. My grandmother's old parrot had the personality of an old dinosaur. Only two people were allowed to pet him, my grandmother and my mother. He'd bite anyone else who stuck even a finger in his cage.