Movement…

across the street and back
the Mockingbird and the Crow
do their dance

dawn

gliding
mockingbird in the grass
sunlight

Silent Conversation

Mild Mockingbird measures, stares looks [at] me through the window,
while I beat my drum and [meditate] considering him
for several minutes — a frustrated love.

stage

a gray mockingbird
mist hovering like a cloak
sunlight…