Light paints a blank wall, Stories bloom in darkened rooms, Dreams flicker and fade.

Down, quills, hollow bones. All of this a bird owns. One more word fits the group, how indeed to fly the coop?

People in ice houses shouldn’t throw snowballs

A male monarch, something we don’t need any more of in this day and age. That is unless you’re playing checkers, chess or cards

I’m made to aid in an outdoor trade My suit can be arrayed on your table and played Don’t make my dismayed for I prayed you would see that under my charade, I am a