Do you like this poem of mine?

The darkness is agonizing. The silence is demeaning. And I feel vultures eyes. Looking at me leering. The gasps and moans of the wind, Is the only thing I’m hearing. My footsteps grow quicker now, Walking along the concrete paths. Yet I still feel something following me. Watching me with anger. Glancing with envy. And [...]

does anyone know how to keep a bird bath dish from getting tipped over? A cat jumped up and broke mine.?

I mean the cement bird baths that are two piece.