What Can I Do With Angel’s Feathers But To Throw Them Away?

I've had just enough time to...   throw away Angel's feathers and watch them come floating back

All the proof that the bird of the night was ever here in Carrey Island, Malaysia

The Angel’s feathers were all that’s left
Of the Angel and the theft

She came in a time of need

And left with Angel’s speed
She did not ask if she can come
She did not tell when she leave

Maybe she thought the healing’s done

Replacing the hurt with a greater one

I wished she had not come

What can I do with Angel’s feathers?

I could not throw them away –

They’ll just come floating back to stay

What good are memories

If memories haunt?

What good are Angels

If Angels do not stay?

The Owl In The Corner.

I've had just enough time to...   get out of the corner.

Taken of the owl brought back from Nepal that I cornered in the corner.

There Was An Owl

There was an owl

who lived in an oak.

The more he heard,

the less he spoke;

the less he spoke,

the more he heard-

Why can't we be

like that wise old bird?

_______

There was an owl

Who sat in the corner.

The more he sat

The less he moved

The less he moved

The more he sat

Till he was cornered in the corner

And that is kind of sad.