A poet and his bird, his dog, his cat and his tree <br />A poet and the bird in the tree <br />A poet and his dog in the tree <br />A poet and his dog in the tree and the wind and the cloud <br />The bird in the tree, the dog in the tree, the cat in the tree, <br />The bird in the tree, the dog on the tree, the cat under the tree, <br />The bird on the tree, the bird in a tree, a bird in a tree, a bird in the tree, <br />And the wind and the cloud and the poet and his dog and his cat and the tree <br /> <br />The dog chases the cat the cat chases the bird <br />And they all arrive in that tree <br />Where the poet is sitting under that tree <br />The poet takes the dog and the cat was envious <br />And the bird looks at them in silence <br />The silence looks at the poet in the eye <br />Of the cat and the bird flies away <br />The poet and the dog is the poem of friendship <br />The cat and the dog is the poem of the endless natural quarrels <br />And the bird that flies away against the cat and the dog and the poet and the tree <br />And flies against the wind that the bird is now fighting <br />And the clouds that seem so blue and blue <br /> <br />The bird that actually flies away <br />Is actually me <br />I was not the poet with the dog <br /> <br />I am not the tree I am not the wind I am not the cloud I am not the poet there who had a dog as friend and I was not the quarrelsome thing from the blue and out of the blue <br /> <br />I am the bird with wings and I always fly away to places <br />Against the wind to places where I can be as always be the bird with wings in silence<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-of-syntax/
