Sparrows harvesting sky clotted with micro bits
of bully-bugs zigzagging
on unseen airstreams with battling wings
beak-open and bent on bringing
feisty feast to yawning yellow mouths
nestled in the wind whipped branches
safe from these damned angry exiles
she swoops
a feather and a wing of longing are all that is left
in gray harbor of press-down sky
in this land of strangeness in new nesting
that leaves me in mouth-wide longing
I swat at another victim looking at me
as if I were shelter from a slide of storm
Author notes
new writing
jpg = a sparrow feeding her adopted cowbird twice her size
A contest entry
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Comments
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Beautiful write with wonderful imagery good luck in the contest.
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I loved this. thanks for entering it. *rose* PL
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excellent imagery and beautifully written piece
God bless...
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