Northern Mockingbird Photo Credit
With a peripheral
dart you caught my eye
and this mornings’ catch
I see –
in your ebony beak.
nature study
Thistle
A thistle shot up
between the stonewall and road,
and I awaited its peak,
So close!
Those purple blooms,
I kept returning to its rooted home,
But yesterday it wasn’t there.
Some weedwacker wacked it through
I supposed,
Looking at the trimmed edge.
Such a long anticipated prime,
I almost went again today.
A Sparrow
a sparrow sharpens
his beak in two quick strokes then
darts into the birch.
A Bumble Bee
Weeding the garden I found
a newly sprung lettuce head,
near its out-most leaf, crawling,
I met A handsome bumble bee.
look at you, I murmured and bowed
to see his wings rent
so forsaken he seemed to me
a King Lear imperial and abandoned.
I hailed his majestic wings undone
and harked their mournful hum,
extolled his onyx, gold robe and watched
how he staggered and spun
I turned to the weeds again-
There was nothing to be done.
Another Haiku
Sweet bird build your nest
work diverts and strobes your tail
or do my eyes blink?
Feminine Wiles
Ant
Feeling significant as an ant passes by,
I lie down and look at the sky.
Queen Anne’s Lace
Queen Anne’s Lace
like tilted discs of snow
Orbit in the field.
