Sunday, July 3, 2011

Even Briefer Encounter


a bluegrey birdblur
alive almost alighting
on a picket   as I round the bend

reverses gear and, without landing,
flies off in alarm at the mere sight of me,
then sulks at the top of a distant tree.

At first I’m delighted   at any glimpse of birdbeing,
but upon reflection, am miffed.
“What.  What ?  You don’t like my hat ?!??!!?”

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