Parrots

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It was a large structure, metal and cone-shaped
perhaps an arbour awaiting its climbing plants
or a cage for a very large bird. 
It seemed empty 
unless something was hiding in the undergrowth.
I asked the woman sitting reading in the garden,
“Do you have a parrot?”
“I’ve got two”, she answered.
I peered into the structure and looked at her questioningly.
“Oh, they’re not there now, they’ve gone out.
One’s round next door
don’t know where the other one is!
When it’s a nice day they go for a wander”
Well, it really was a beautiful day!

 

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.

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