Green Parrots

The vast caribbean forest is beautiful while parrots sail the aqua sea, and claw into the jungles, rich and ripe, to ravage the orange mango trees. Wet from the rain, together they preen stopping to keep their lovers clean. A concert of beauty, red, yellow and green, and sometime pushy, raucous and mean. Who will consoles us, as we walk among men with ashened eyes terrorizing nature? Men who exploits innocent animals creating grief without a vision of a beautiful future? When can we soar the skies with you parrots among the ocean palms? From streams of time and space we too will fly with splender and calm. If I were an animal what would I be? Julie Heckman