Singers

birds and water

The docks creak with the moving of the boats with the waves

on the land by the street trees stand along the road in the front

half as big as a big tree so high and full

buds swollen to bursting

spring birds sing a symphonic raukus

each one song meant for another who may listen

a miracle of evolution that one can hear another through the din

come to me some speak

for i am one who will make babies with you

and they meet and kiss and soon eggs are in the nest.