Brilliant
Incredible
Radical
Dodo
By ? Anonymous
CABO June 1984 - August 1995
1985
look!
a little
blue and white
fluffy flier
flashing
by
again and again
singing pico, pico, pico
making joy and creating
love
-1995-
oh,
no more
a fluffy flashy flier
singing,
pico,pico,pico
now only blue and white
fluffy stillness
bringing
tears
- r.h.norton
It all began when I was Six
One budgie that's all I started with
and from that budgie my collection grew
Peachfaces, regents and
cockatiels
But five or six was not enough
I wanted something bold
I
wanted something bright
The Sun Conure it caught my eye at that very first
sight
The sun conure is an exotic
I had no cash in my short pocket
So like a tenacious bull I had set my mind on buying them
But still this
was not enough
I wanted something fun
I wanted something creative
The Quaker
To watch this bird build its nest
is like watching a man
build a house
And as the years have pasted my collection has
Just grown
grown grown
And in the morning all you hear is the
Chatter of the
lorikeets
The screech of the sun conures
The scream of the Galah
The
chirp of the peach faces
And a Silent beep, beep from the finches
As they
wisps through the air
Although the noise drives my brother crazzy
And
breeding exotics are not as easy
But there is always a good side of them
By David Young
My little bird you were so sweet
sent down from the heavens sky to me
I have no idea why
you were the sunshine in my day
special in every
way
How you would run around
and play through the short summer
days
When I came home you ran to me
Across the room looking up at
me
from your short little world
It is an unforgettable love
Vicky Garcia, 9
Colorado Springs, Colorado
COCKATIELS
C ool
O riginal
C aring
K ind
A wesome
T iny
I ntelligent
E xcellent
L oveable
S ensitive
Vicky Garcia, 9
Colorado Springs, Colorado
One day when I grow older,
Wings, I wish to sprout,
So I
can jump into the sky,
Fly round and all about.
Someday, when I am wiser,
I'll > look up in the sky,
Spread my
wings and glide,
Through clouds of cotton and sigh.
One day, when I
> become a hawk,
Or an eagle, tall and proud,
The day when I'm a lovely Macaw,
In a beautiful and > colorful
shroud.
I'll be free with all the other birds,
A flyer,
Oh so true I'll be
one... With the sky,
The > sky above that's blue.
> BY: Emily 'Tiel Kid' Briggs, Age 12, USA
> Said a bird to a boy,
"What would you be?
A Hawk, and Eagle?"
"Uh-uh, not me!"
Said the bird to the boy,
> "Tell me, why not?
The sky that is
blue,
Is a wonderful spot!"
"So, tell me now boy,
Would you be a > Macaw?"
"Nope not me,
You've got it all wrong!"
"Fine, tell me then, boy, What would you be?"
"I'd > be a tiel, Cuz a tiel is for me!"
BY: Emily 'Tiel Kid' Briggs, Age 12, USA
There are birds who are big and tall
But the one I have is so very
small.
He is indeed green and yellow
And brought up to be so very
mellow.
He walks around the entire house
Then walks on the floor like a
little mouse.
He chirps and sings
And flaps his wings.
He sits on my
shoulder
While I write in my folder.
He will be mine always and
forever
As we shall live happily together.
By: Diana Martucci
With your wings held high
You put a smile on my face
With all your
might
You always left your trace
Never did I see you frown
For your
smile was never upside down
Why is it that you loved me so
was I part of
your soul
You were always by my side
And although you are no longer on my
shoulder
I can still feel your presence
Your fluff warming my heart
I
will always miss you
And I know the favor will be returned some day
For
when I see you once again
It will be in the sky where
You will once again
hold your wings up high
By: Andie
Something to Share
" Bird crazy " is what they call me.
And parrots are my game.
This name
I have been given.
Is an honor, not a shame.
I love them. I care for them. I comfort them too
I also work with
humans
and teach them to follow through.
When you bought this lovely creature.
You probably did not know.
Just
how very smart it was.
Nor how your life would go.
Sometimes they bite. Sometimes they scream
They make lot's of messes
too.
Another thing to remember is;
They'll probably out live you.
Parrots are wild creatures
But live in homes you see.
They depend on us
to give to them.
All the things they need.
They need to have their showers.
Don't forget their Doctor too.
They
cannot live on seed alone.
So Sad That many do.
They need Love and Understanding
when they are scared or hurt or
sad.
They do not understand it when
we are tired, stressed, or mad.
We must always remember.
They were meant to be free.
We must give them
more than just a cage.
For they would really like a tree.
So when you take a parrot home.
Please keep these things in mind.
It's
up to you to understand
And always to be kind.
By: Tammy Murphy
http://www.thegabrielfoundation.org/
that handsome head
with a mighty beak,
hands like fists
are
where there should be feet.
wonderful colours cover
your shape, enough splendour
to make a person
gape.
a wise old head with
muppet like face, makes
you a welcome site in any
place.
we gave you a name but
you choose your own,
a parrot is a
treasure
in our humble home.
Written by: Carl Spencer
Roses are Red
Violets are blue
I love my sweet parrot
And he loves
me too!
By: Lisa
THE ONE
Ever since they got that bird
They have never spent any time with
me
But what am I suppose to do
Well I sit in the corner wishing that I had
never been born
I see everybody's eyes around the bird and I wish it could be
me
Then my parents go on a trip
I look at the bird with meanness
But
then it shouts, "I love you"
Directly to me
Then I burst out
I was
never mad just so in love I didn't know it
He is the one I savor and
now
Instead of a frown I wear
An upside down one!
By: Sam
All on a summer's night
A budgie opened his beady eyes
And stared a bit at those pesky
flies;
He hopped and jumped
And his crop he plumped,
All on a summer's
night!
The budgie propped and scratched his head
He had this itch that was
driving him mad;
He stumbled down
And broke his crown,
All on a
summer's night!
By Jesmond Mifsud
Birds
I think that I have never heard
A poem lovely as a bird,
Who nestles in
cathedral spires
And ornaments our telephone wires,
Who perches high in
trees to watch
And spends the day in twittering klatsch.
Cheerful all the
livelong day,
They tell us good news in their way;
Reminding us that love
is free,
As close to angels what we see.
Poems by me are quite
absurd,
But only God can make a bird.
- Mark W. Terpin
The Captive Parrot
Magnificent creatures, what a wonderful sight,
When a colorful bird, takes
off in a flight,
What beautiful wings, so high in the air,
Oh what i'd give, to dwell with
them there,
Captured and bred, till they could no longer see,
how to live in their
world, nor what its like to be free,
Its so sad how they live, confined to one spot,
Cannot perch in a tree,
nor be part of a flock,
They've been brought in our homes, their will not in thought,
We'll just
have them as pets, whether they care or not,
Their ways we have changed, their homes we have burned,
Yet what have they
shown us, but love in return?
To them we owe a lifelong debt,
How dare we mistreat them, and call them a
pet?
Forgiving and trusting, our patience they need,
They cant stay in a cage,
or be fed only seed,
Their spirit is high, though a prisoner they live,
What can we do, to
match what they give?
What precious angels, they are indeed,
The least we can do, is provide
what they need,
So remember your task, when it seems hard to do,
Your kind loving friend,
will appreciate you.
Dennis Williams
Tulsa, OK
The Day we Met
The day we met,
wasn't a regret.
By the time I saw you,
you were 1
out of 4.
I picked you up with good luck
that you will be mine
always.
My wish came true until the day you flew:
but since then our love
has grown into a circle of trust.
By: Stephanie USA, Florida
Dedicated to my bird Tucan
Meeko
The first time I saw you,
I knew that it was true.
You were only a
tender 3 weeks old
But I knew I had to have you!
You brought to me so much joy,
Laughter, smiles and tears.
I never
thought I could love a bird
And relinquish all my fears.
The day I had to give you up
I thought my heart would literally
break.
For the car accident I had a month before,
My independence, it
would take.
I knew I could no longer take care of you
And you only deserved the
best
So finding someone to be your new "mom"
I would make that my only
quest.
It has now been a few years since I gave you up
And my heart still aches
for your sweet kiss.
But I know your new "mom" loves you
And I pray you
will live a life full of bliss!
God bless you and
I still love you, Meeko!
dallasgf974@aol.com
I wish I could fly
Way up high
Into the puffy clouds
When I fly high
I can eat a chicken pie
I wish I could fly
Up in the sky
And see all the little cars
From way up from the stars
I wish I could fly
Right up in the sky
And see all you people
Sitting on top of the church steeple
I wish I could fly
I wish
I wish
I wish I could fly
Timothy Challis
I Know...
I know I'm only 9 years old...
I know you're in a white hard shell....
I know I'm going to be a grandmother...
I know I heard our little voices following thought my head...
I know you don't know me but when we do I'll always love you...
I know I should be thanking you, my teacher that brought me to a world of you... cockatiels!
By: Erica E.
Up in the sky so far,
Sparkle a star,
A forming picture is shown,
Its a bird you have known,
Even if your bird die(R.I.P. for your bird) or flew away,
Remember that it is in your heart till this very day,
If they are being mean or sweet,
Always give kindness to your parrot or parakeet,
If your planning to train them don’t have a fuss,
Because it will take some time and no need for a rush,
So support them with trust and care,
Show them a home and treat them fair,
By: Stephanie Sweet Keets
I am a beautiful budgie
Feathers so vivid & bold
My beak is extremely sharp
I can do many things you can’t
I can rotate my head 180 degrees
I adore masses of attention
I am an offspring from the parrot family
I’m really simple to train
They are heaps of other cool stuff I can do
But for now this will have make-do
Katherine Say, England
AFRICAN GREY
Have you heard about the African Grey
Have you heard what they can say
It said "hello" to me
and it can count 1 2 3
it copyed the telephone
oh ya and it can moan
by: estee-rose resnick
You were brought down from the heavens,
My baby cockatiel.
You stole my heart,
And never gave it back.
I never forgot you,
I knew you were close.
Although your not here
I know your near,
Deep down in my heart.
I shall see you again
My beautiful star
Up in the heavens it isn't far
But till now I shall keep
Your spirit close.
By Mariel Fulham
Sydney, NSW
Kookaburra's Tree
I wish I was a kookaburra high up in a tree,
I would sit and watch the goings on beneath me
Rabbits running in and out of the borrows in the
ground.
Look a dater at the river, pearing fish with a beak
like an arrow.
What a funny pair of parrots, clowning around,
hanging upside down on a telephone wire.
High up in my tree, I could laugh and sing, feel the
free blowing wind, while basking in the sun.
I see all kinds of people hurrying about their
business,
HEY! stop look at me! here in my tree.
Please take the time to think about what beauty is
really FREE.
By Marilee R. D'Souza
LOVE BIRDS
L oving!
O h so cute!
V ery nice!
E verything cool!
B rilliant!
I ncredible!
R adical!
D aring!
S weet!
By Auna
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