Lost for words

Posted on December 9, 2024 by Rex Tyler

I am lost for words
Over shooting birds
Beaters beating
Concernedly bleating
Simply flying
Ne’er denying
Sadness seemingly
Blasting lead shot
Upwards outwards
A vast wall of toxicity
Red grouse, partridge
Feathered beauties
Shot down sadly
Torn apart
Some will lay in streams a bleeding
Some switched off
Downed relentlessly
Shooting birds
I am lost for words
All I feel is adversity

🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦🦅🦉🐥🐧🐦🐤🐦‍⬛

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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