Out In The Air

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Huge birds were chasing a small wren

and the food fight was on over a scrap

of orange. I did not know birds ate oranges.

Muste tight out there battling for scraps with

humans.

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A  big robin stole it from the lil brown bird

(not enough color to his breast ffor his liking,

I suppose) and the cowbird, blue head shining,

brown feathers below the neck bones

glistened as if oiled when he took the orange

peel from Christopher Robin 

and flew away with it.

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When the blue jay showed up, the drama

was done, the scratching around under a hedge

was a ritual humans do but never fully

appreciate. Goodbye blue jay, goodbye

Chris Robin. Goodbye wren. Goodbye.

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allets

06-12-13

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