What are Ozlandish Writings?

From July 2010 to December 2014 we ran OZLAND PICTURE STORIES as described below. Sadly though the number of writers reduced over the years and we decided to call it a day. We leave these as a record of the good times we had.

Are "You" ready to challenge your writing skills? Then participate in our OZLAND Picture Stories writing series at The Ozland Art Gallery.

Each month a new picture will be picked, from our OZLAND Artist of the Month collection, with different themes. Your goal is to write a 500-1000 word... poem... essay... or story about the picture picked. This is a chance for you to challenge your writing skills each month. Story can be written in ANY genre... sci fi... romance... ghost... fantasy... fiction... non-fiction... biography... mystery... historical... whatever your writing genre... feel free to experiment. Send your writing inworld to Sven Pertelson as a notecard to have it included on the web site. We meet at the The Ozland Art Gallery each Wednesday at Noon and 6pm SLT to read the latest submissions on voice. More Information

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

"Baby Robins" by Llola Lane

"Baby Robins" by Llola Lane

Baby robins nesting way up in the tree
squeek and squawk as they look at me.

Mistaking me for mama... I don't have any food
They look at me and chirp... How can I be so rude?

Only a few days old, but they are growing fast
Eager to see the world, as it's big and vast.

Who will live and who will die
I can not tell so I just stand by.

Watching them daily, day in and out
for the last few weeks, they are strong no doubt

All I can hope for is that they survive the test
and the strongest will live because it is the best

I have no clue who will live and who will pass
To me they huddle together, and form a little mass.

Sweet little babies, I hope each one of you will live
There's so much to see and you have a lot to give.

One by one you will leave, and there will be an empty nest
Flying high up in the sky, spreading your wings to start your quest.

All to soon you will leave, and the nest will be alone
Waiting for the next, to build it's new home.

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