The birdhouse was still there. She couldn’t believe it when she’d seen it. She had to go away and come back to believe it. What had happened. That wasn’t the plan. Had something gone wrong, or was she just early? Maybe it would go soon, in a few minutes…
IS APLACE WHERE THE AREA BIRDFSD CA HOUSE FOR A DAY OR NITE. THEN RAISE THEIR YOUNG TO BE FLUNG OFF OF THE DOORSTEP WHEN SPRING FINALLY RAINS INTO TO FULL BLOOM. I HAVE MADE MANY LOVELY BIRDHOUSES IN MY TIME…BUT THE GREATEST BUILDER OF BIRDS HOUSES WAS MY FATHER PAUUL A LUSTER. OF COURSE HE COULD MAKE ANYTHING YOU COULD DRAW UP.
i’m flying from this birdhouse. hoping to recognize the pattern my wings take. hoping to find treasures in the moist soil of this land. and eat. and be full. and be ready to build my own nest in a beautiful oak tree. i’m flying from this birdhouse in hopes of making my mama proud.
I made one in high school. However I didn’t actually make it. It was one my mom had that she had bought somewhere. I just screwed some screws in the top to make it look like it came apart for cleaning. I got an A.
i don’t like birdhouses. I remember in bible camp we used to make them. But, my mom is obsessed with them. SO my brother, when he was in welding, decided to make a birdhouse of iron…. not very usable… it’s still sitting on the floor of our house, two years later. I give up. No more writing.
My father had bird feeders but no birdhouses. We had lots of trees and a woods in our backyard- so no need for a birdhouse. They can be fun to have and decorative .
I built a birdhouse for my friend Colin when we were in cub scouts. I wonder if he’s gay now. I wonder how his brother feels about that. He lives in NY now, but that doesn’t mean anything. My sister lives in NY as do some of my male friends and they’re still straight as far as I can tell. Then again you have to wonder. He always did like theatre…
trees outside snow chirping Teddy Roosevelt mountains hiking Peru home stay red cardinals birdfeeders cat watching the birds swishing tail evergreens nests puffy clouds blue skies ponds
the birdhouse fell from the hook that held it with a crunch that woke me in my bed. I rushed out to see if any birds were hurt in the crash. Amid the splinters I found a broken egg, a mass of feathers
When I was little my dad helped me build a bird house from scratch for a second grade school project. I can’t remember having a better time with him. I wish I could go back so bad some times. My bird house came in third place.
There’s this birdhouse in my soul where cheesy bands play glorified novelty tunes. There’s this birdhouse where the cat does catch the mouse but in the masterstroke of cosmic irony doesn’t know what to do with it.
Years ago, I saw the sweetest pole birdhouses at a nursery tradeshow. Multi-tiers of primary colored delicate architecture. My girlfriend bought 4, placing them strategicly within her designer backyard. Do you know, they’re all still empty? Remember when you traded your camoflage for style? How’d that work out?
A birdhouse in your soul…They Might Be Giants never played anthems, but helped define the late eighties and early nineties. Their music resonated in the souls of young adults who longed for something more upbeat than the indie rock.
I love birdhouses…they come in all sizes with different number of holes. I love to see them hanging on trees with birds perched on the little “branches” . I just wonder how often you have to fill them up…and I wonder if you have to get speical bird food. Will the bird food you provide the make certain birds come..or do all birds eat any kind of food.
she looked at the birdhouse with great anticipation. knowing the cardinals would be returning soon made her feel like the circle would soon be complete. it felt like home, just looking at the little birdhouse, remembering going to the place with mom with the religious guy talking at them! so much stuff to look at, he followed them around…a fun day.
she looked at the birdhouse with great anticipation. knowing the cardindals would be returning soon made her feel like the circle would soon be complete. it felt like home, just looking at the little birdhouse, remembering going to the place with mom with the religious guy talking at them! so much stuff to look at, he followed them around…a fun day.
There once were so many birds at my birdhouse that they started to bicker and banter. One big one chased all of the others around and around until they were all so dizzy that they fell to the ground. At which point a squirrel, so quick and sneaky, stole all the seed for which they’d been fighting.
birdhouses are all sorts of color and have many beautiful patterns and birds eat out of them they are said to be the most scrummscous thing for a bird to eat . they are delicious to birds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I saw a birdhouse , it was empty just like my heart i went and built a birdhouse and put it in front of that birdhouse so it will never feel as I feel … lonely .
what the fuck birdhouse oh god um fuck errrr bird in a house love nest ha cjick cjicken cockrelll hen um fucking farm hiuses and shit birds living in a house ha doves
i think of A BIRDHOUSE AS A HOME FOR BIRD THAT NEEDs FOOD, shelter and to be warn that is all i know about
The birdhouse was still there. She couldn’t believe it when she’d seen it. She had to go away and come back to believe it. What had happened. That wasn’t the plan. Had something gone wrong, or was she just early? Maybe it would go soon, in a few minutes…
Tiny, cramped, room, people, shadows we are. pushing me in, shoving me far. Oh, harm, hate wish I knew that much.
“A BIRDHOUSE WITH RADIANCE”
is an anagram of
“I DANCE WITH A RABIOUS HERD”
love
en Foagel, en Foagelh
IS APLACE WHERE THE AREA BIRDFSD CA HOUSE FOR A DAY OR NITE. THEN RAISE THEIR YOUNG TO BE FLUNG OFF OF THE DOORSTEP WHEN SPRING FINALLY RAINS INTO TO FULL BLOOM. I HAVE MADE MANY LOVELY BIRDHOUSES IN MY TIME…BUT THE GREATEST BUILDER OF BIRDS HOUSES WAS MY FATHER PAUUL A LUSTER. OF COURSE HE COULD MAKE ANYTHING YOU COULD DRAW UP.
i’m flying from this birdhouse. hoping to recognize the pattern my wings take. hoping to find treasures in the moist soil of this land. and eat. and be full. and be ready to build my own nest in a beautiful oak tree. i’m flying from this birdhouse in hopes of making my mama proud.
I made one in high school. However I didn’t actually make it. It was one my mom had that she had bought somewhere. I just screwed some screws in the top to make it look like it came apart for cleaning. I got an A.
i don’t like birdhouses. I remember in bible camp we used to make them. But, my mom is obsessed with them. SO my brother, when he was in welding, decided to make a birdhouse of iron…. not very usable… it’s still sitting on the floor of our house, two years later. I give up. No more writing.
The bird flew through the open blue sky and looked down onto the green earth. It then saw a bright blue birdhouse.
birdhouses give little birdies who are hungry food. Birdies need food so they can fly arond the world. Birdhouses come in all different designs.
My father had bird feeders but no birdhouses. We had lots of trees and a woods in our backyard- so no need for a birdhouse. They can be fun to have and decorative .
I built a birdhouse for my friend Colin when we were in cub scouts. I wonder if he’s gay now. I wonder how his brother feels about that. He lives in NY now, but that doesn’t mean anything. My sister lives in NY as do some of my male friends and they’re still straight as far as I can tell. Then again you have to wonder. He always did like theatre…
trees outside snow chirping Teddy Roosevelt mountains hiking Peru home stay red cardinals birdfeeders cat watching the birds swishing tail evergreens nests puffy clouds blue skies ponds
the birdhouse fell from the hook that held it with a crunch that woke me in my bed. I rushed out to see if any birds were hurt in the crash. Amid the splinters I found a broken egg, a mass of feathers
When I was little my dad helped me build a bird house from scratch for a second grade school project. I can’t remember having a better time with him. I wish I could go back so bad some times. My bird house came in third place.
There’s this birdhouse in my soul where cheesy bands play glorified novelty tunes. There’s this birdhouse where the cat does catch the mouse but in the masterstroke of cosmic irony doesn’t know what to do with it.
Years ago, I saw the sweetest pole birdhouses at a nursery tradeshow. Multi-tiers of primary colored delicate architecture. My girlfriend bought 4, placing them strategicly within her designer backyard. Do you know, they’re all still empty? Remember when you traded your camoflage for style? How’d that work out?
A birdhouse in your soul…They Might Be Giants never played anthems, but helped define the late eighties and early nineties. Their music resonated in the souls of young adults who longed for something more upbeat than the indie rock.
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I loathe birdhouses.
there is a birdhouse in the treebut i will not knock it sown because all the little baby birds sleep there. i like birds
watching the birdhouse, minding the whoosh whoosh of the inhabitants and the tweet tweets of it juveniles, singing for no on in particular, except you
It was red–and tall. A gift from a former client because he had no money. But its craft was perfect, and it made me think of slower times. Perfect.
omg! stop with this word already!!!…ughh fine. I’ll write something about birdhouses.
…birdhouse. it’s nice. THERE! are you happy now?! hmm?!?!!!
…what?! again? you can’t give me some other word to write about? …so you’re just going to be stubborn about it, huh?
…I hate you.
I love birdhouses…they come in all sizes with different number of holes. I love to see them hanging on trees with birds perched on the little “branches” . I just wonder how often you have to fill them up…and I wonder if you have to get speical bird food. Will the bird food you provide the make certain birds come..or do all birds eat any kind of food.
a little house made out of woood for small birds to live in, that is usually placed outside in someone’s front yard.
Oh Em Eff Gee, still writing about them birdhouses, I see. I was going to build a whole village, once. With milkcartons.
I’d build a birdie restaurant, too! Gosh, the birds would have loved it.
I am lazy, however. :(
she looked at the birdhouse with great anticipation. knowing the cardinals would be returning soon made her feel like the circle would soon be complete. it felt like home, just looking at the little birdhouse, remembering going to the place with mom with the religious guy talking at them! so much stuff to look at, he followed them around…a fun day.
she looked at the birdhouse with great anticipation. knowing the cardindals would be returning soon made her feel like the circle would soon be complete. it felt like home, just looking at the little birdhouse, remembering going to the place with mom with the religious guy talking at them! so much stuff to look at, he followed them around…a fun day.
its a place where bird feel at home and drink a lot of beer and fly around totally drunken and couse crashes
There once were so many birds at my birdhouse that they started to bicker and banter. One big one chased all of the others around and around until they were all so dizzy that they fell to the ground. At which point a squirrel, so quick and sneaky, stole all the seed for which they’d been fighting.
bird.
tree.
outside.
backyard.
square
triangle
red
birdhouses are all sorts of color and have many beautiful patterns and birds eat out of them they are said to be the most scrummscous thing for a bird to eat . they are delicious to birds!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I saw a birdhouse , it was empty just like my heart i went and built a birdhouse and put it in front of that birdhouse so it will never feel as I feel … lonely .
the birdhouse stood lonely in the snowy lawn.. omg maria i can’t write this cause i know you’re gonna read it! my genius is stumped. ha :(
Gestern war es schon Vogelhaus. Was soll man dazu sagen? M
what the fuck birdhouse oh god um fuck errrr bird in a house love nest ha cjick cjicken cockrelll hen um fucking farm hiuses and shit birds living in a house ha doves