Wiggie’s poem
as told to and transcribed by the boychild in 2012
Images flow through my head,
orange, red and blue,
Fire flickers, candles burn,
Nothing breaks my love
Birds and bones,
Bananas, brooms and hats
They all flicker through my head,
Like the wings of a bat.
Dogs, kittens, cats
Don’t fly like bats.
My head extinguishes them
Fire fades and I wake,
To the morning day.
Beautiful poem for a beautiful bird