Bird Soup

More of a geologist than a writer, Vera Soltes has nonetheless discovered a whimsical affection for writing poetry.

Have you met the bird at the end of the rainbow?
I heard it gives great advice.
Every problem you could ever
Have must look so small from the sky;
Or even on the ground filtered
Through prismatic light.
I heard
It will swallow your problems whole.

I wonder what makes a bird so wise,
Perhaps its black, beady eyes?
Black is the color of
Everything from a matter of perspective

Seems like a worm.

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