Nature Poem, Poetry

Scruffy Bird

Dying in paradise
he still has stories to tell.

They get caught in his mane
like spittle.

An aging Hippie.
A mountain man gone metaphysical
in a California town.

A youngster by the pond
watches the koi and willfully
deafens himself.

The scruffy bird goes on

chatters to the heavy
dropping rain.

-M.

 

 

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