small stones – April 8, 2016


and there you are
weaving and bobbing
up and down the tree
a cocked head
then a knock
are there any insects here?
and then you go crazy
madly pounding away
your red breast beating
to the beat of my heart
as I watch you
scavenge for a meal


8 thoughts on “small stones – April 8, 2016

  1. kei says:

    I have to agree with the previous commenters, that the poem is lovely! The imagery is quite powerful.

  2. susanbruck says:

    Both the poem and the photo are beautiful, and I love the name of your blog! Thanks for sharing.

  3. Judy Martin says:

    That is a lovely poem and the picture is great! 🙂

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