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  • Writer's pictureDon Rearden

World of Birds


at this moment

the world belongs to birds

in the distance gulls 

crying out with joy

as they circle an ocean of trash

a chickadee flutters at the feeder

a woodpecker taps at tallow

an unknown bird squeaks

like new shoes on a basketball court

these creatures within arms reach

in the birch and spruce

small songbirds singing 

orbiting over this all

raptors and ravens

three eagles, a hawk

and from the coop

the chickens 

cluck and call out warnings

enemies in the sky

enemies in the woods

enemies in the ground

a man made bird flies through

all falls still for a second

except for the gulls

then a raven caws

birds sing

but the chickens 

remain silent


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