GloPoWriMo/NaPoWriMo Early Bird: The Wilderness of Our Old Life

The early bird prompt challenges to write a poem about a favorite bird. This is a free verse Puente as a socially isolated wild turkey during the COVID-19 pandemic.

Since the third this year
my friends pranced into hiding
in the far fields of isolation.

~a place where whistling reaches not~

and I gobble from atop my tree
hoping to reassemble the flocks
into the soul of our old wilder life.

Copyright © 2020, Gloria D. Gonsalves. All rights reserved.

8 Comments
  • I gave up trying to make an intelligent comment. All I can say is I know how you feel in this isolation!

    31/03/2020 at 15:36
  • As one of the flock, I’d like to thank you for gathering us in your poem.

    31/03/2020 at 16:17
  • This is an excellent comment on the times, and the form works well for your thoughts.

    31/03/2020 at 20:33
  • <3 This is awesome Gloria – gobble away, I am so glad we're gathered!

    01/04/2020 at 11:12

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