New Poetry by Rob Schackne

Bird Dreams

I’m not alone, no 

I seek my birdness 

as the crows observe 

where I was looking 

but I’m learning 

what it is to want 

to cry for all my needs 

It turns me inside out 

it sits me upon the sign 

at the crossroads 

the telephone wires 

at the scarecrows 

the twisted miles 

where I have to go 

I look for a tree 

and avoid the tree 

the tribe looks at me 

they praise my wings 

they shout loudly 

at my rough flight 

it's cross to cross 

I go the path they go 

nightly they tap my head 

I go underneath a wing 

I will sleep my turn 

I will see a little 

look out for dreams 

they watch for raptors

- © Rob Schackne 2022

Rob Schackne was born in New York and he lived in many countries before settling in Australia in the 1970s. He’s a retired teacher – he taught in China for 15 years – and he now lives in central Victoria. His poems have been published in many magazines both paper and electronic. His book “A Chance of Seasons”, a Pocket Poet book in the Flying Island Books series, was published in late 2017. It fits very well in the back-pocket. When he’s not writing, he likes taking photographs.