Small brown Wrens perched within the twigs of the clustered shrubbery;
Fluttering to the acme, summit, top twigs as I walked by.
Branches, birds blending into shadows – what mischievous prank’s that?
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gray tabby stands guard
near his reclining sister
kittens in the grass
those dusky red wings
disappear in the shadows
WHERE ARE YOU?
conical pine trees
an elusive Rooster
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A Cardinal [rich red, oh so male] flew up to my window sill
to look at me sideways – in the moment, holding my breath,
recollect other Cardinals … Am I on task; blood runs red?
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in a heap of mowed grass
inquisitive brown tabby
leaps at the unseen…
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through the screen window
the gray cat sniffed at the world
learning – what?
One foot in front of the other,
Step in the mud
Will my footprint
Become a fossil – years
Past present future
From the mountain path
Bone dust & dirt
Life’s a series of dreams
Black Crow calling
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Today, I decided to walk-a-bout,
Really just to hear the Mockingbird shout.
All it wants to say is that “I AM HERE.”
Very few ignore this bird I hold dear.
Ever so often I stroll, my eyes closed,
Leaving, with my imagination posed.
I stand between the tree’s roots, looking UP.
Note that branches are roads, celestial YUP.
Going places, easy, without a doubt.