Sleeping Birds

 

Sleeping Birds

 

I am tired of babying

the beauty of song birds

Today I will rise early & sing

into the still darkened trees

straight into the sleeping bird byways

that have awakened me so often

I want them startled in their solitude,

leaping to their skinny feet in a flutter

I want them disoriented in a storm

of piercing whistles & stunned

by the huge head hovering

in the heart of their home

My breath as cunning as a cat

My eyes a double cyclops

Till they too see morning

can be a sudden shock,

lance sharp.

 

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Reviews

[Emily B]

You do the images of nature so well. I always look forward to visiting with your words.

[Shara Faskowitz]

Beautiful writing! Image laden and thoughtful at the same time. The pacing is very interesting. You have talent.

[Ken Simm.]

The dawn chorus is a double edged sword. I like that concept. Just as I enjoy the natural incorrectness of the subject matter here. Very well written.

[W.k.kortas]

Wonderful use of alliteration all throughout the piece, and it's imagery is (as is always the case in your work) fresh and stunningly visual. The concept is simple and fairly straightforward; the execution is elegant and highly sophisticated.

[Natasha Ashway]

Ha!
This is a great one. Fresh and original, and your flow is good.
Entertaining read. Completely appreciated!