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The Criminal :: Randy

When I coughed (I was so embarrassed!) feathers flew out of my mouth: little ones, tiny ones, black and red, curving through the air, perfectly unbloodied and almost comical but, yes, entirely, yes, criminal because, you see, all those who were around me, and there were at least a dozen, stopped what they were doing and stared, all eyes on me, all black and no red, water still dripping from our beaks, amazed that I could cough (I didn’t know either! who among us can cough!) but distracted by the fact a murder came out of my throaty anomoly: little ones, tiny ones, black and red.

    TAGS:  chickens, chicken - the bird, feathers, criminals, coughing, fowl, embarrassment

Sprouting feathers is far easier than pushing out metal spikes from the undersides of my limbs.

    TAGS:  feathers, gaze of fire, transformation

undulating :: boot

The ground dove up and down in huge, deep pits of anxiety, throwing clusters of giraffes and banana plantations aside as if they were feathers, racing along in waves after the diminunitive and sparkling creature that flitted gently away into the distance.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, bananas, feathers, giraffes, diminutive, undulating, sparkle, flit

maroon and gold :: boot

The spirals of colour wound up and down Becky’s arms, spurring under, over and through her skin, and as they sparked and clashed, feathers, bells and miniature castles sprouted from her pores.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, harlequin, feathers, gold, castles, clashing, spurring, maroon

Sneaking up on an egret is always tough work, and it will take a diligent nature enthusiast many attempts before he has plucked enough feathers for a decent hat.

    TAGS:  animals, advice, hats, PNA Series, ridiculous encounters, feathers, nature, diligence, egret

As Becky swayed left and right during her happy dance of many colours, the colours sprayed out in ribbons all around her and the white lorikeets singing loudly nearby were coated with the most beautiful, unbelievable array of rainbow-hued feathers.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, rainbows, harlequin, colour, feathers, dancing, cheeky, ribbons, singing, lorikeets

Minimalist Jones it is said, knew the secret of flight,
That it’d come to him, clearly, in a vision one night;
“The secret’s not flapping, nor feathers nor wings
But in knowing a few of the basic bird things.”

    TAGS:  feathers, Minimalist Jones, flight, flying, wings, knowledge, secret, visions, insight

Doyle studied the angel feather sticking out of his bran muffin, unsure of who to sue.

    TAGS:  angels, feathers, lawyers, muffins, lawsuits

Minimalist Jones once had a horrible squabble
With a turkey that’d never quite learned how to gobble,
The turkey just stood there, eyes straight ahead
Understanding not a single word that was said;

It’s Thanksgiving, you see, Minimalist Jones told the bird
Who then fluffed up his feathers, as if maybe he’d heard,
You don’t have to like it, we can just call it fate,
But you, my fine bird, will be served up on a plate;

Some say the turkey pecked Jones on the knees,
Then opened his beak and let out a big sneeze;
Others say he blinked as Jones grabbed his red neck,
Flapping his wings as he screamed, “What the heck!”

    TAGS:  birds, poetry, beak, feathers, fate, Minimalist Jones, dinner, turkeys, Thanksgiving, sneeze

Rufus thought that if a person was covered in feathers, he’d be able to slip out of the cop’s handcuffs easier because the feathers would pull right out and make his wrists smaller; my friend Schuster thought this was Rufus’ best idea ever and told him that he’d start warming up the tar.

    TAGS:  Rufus & Schuster, feathers, handcuffs, tar & feather

Cocky :: 'mouse

Eagle feathers make excellent all-purpose badger-fur knitting needles, but using peacock feathers at your knitting club will make you appear aloof.

    TAGS:  feathers, eagles


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