Sunday, December 11, 2016

Flash poetry, "Little Snowbird"

 Little Snowbird 

Little snow bird, where do you go?  

Sitting warm here on the plaza, 
I'd like to know where all you go 

Dressed so fine, tight short shorts of white 

Every step you take, every bite 
you eat, I want to watch them all 

Hiding from the snow and its drifts 

Here in the sunshine strutting fine 
White shorts shapely legs, nice turn-on 

Here on my Plaza bench, Christmas 

Tree sanctified,  there's room for you 
Music's Latin beat, we can dance 
Ask Mama? May I take you home? 
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Poem copyright, Jimmiehov,2016, All Rights Reserved

Today I'm linked with Magaly's Flash Fiction, "Snow Birthed Tales (13  lines  maximum) at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads;

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At Sunday, December 11, 2016 2:26:00 PM, Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...

Thank you sooo much for the mental picture of a bird in shorts, Jim. You've made me smile from ear to ear!

At Sunday, December 11, 2016 10:35:00 PM, Blogger Margaret said...

Very cute.

At Monday, December 12, 2016 2:05:00 AM, Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...


At Tuesday, December 13, 2016 10:54:00 AM, Blogger Kerry O'Connor said...

I have a feeling this is no ordinary little bird.

At Tuesday, December 13, 2016 1:07:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

This made me smile, Jim........many snowbirds enjoying the sun, no doubt, as the deep freeze crosses Canada........

At Tuesday, December 13, 2016 8:58:00 PM, Blogger Buddah Moskowitz said...

Delightful. Just delightful.

At Thursday, December 15, 2016 5:15:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...


At Wednesday, December 21, 2016 2:51:00 AM, Blogger Gel said...

*wink wink* well in England, I think a woman is called a bird? I enjoyed reading this on the second day of winter. Coincidentally, I posted about dancing to Ann Murray's song ( but not the "Snowbird "one). I admire how you keep your creativity flowing.


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