a gift, a question, an answer
we have a mockingbird living near us.
she's crazy, boy crazy.
or, he's crazy, besotted,
either way . . .
living near us, with a delightful, and absurd, repertoire of songs,
that causes me to laugh, and offer praise and gratitude.
as well, the aerial antics are a show unto themselves.
it's simply unaccountable that one bird
can come up with so many ways of throwing itself
into the mating game.
i step livelier on my walks when i hear the songs and watch the antics.
i am uplifted, heartened, happier for it,
which, i might suggest, is no small thing.
what do you want to do tonight?
go to paris.
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2020-06-19 at 04:29
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