Thursday, February 09, 2006

Prairie, six a.m.

Redwinged blackbirds
cling to soft tops
of Chinook stirred
in a ditchfed slough
near a gravelled
prairie secondary
feathered flowers
swaying, singing
then flying free
in morning sunlight.


Anonymous said...

The idea of birds as "feathered flowers" and "random" at that, is perfect. I suppose coyotes spend a lot of time watching birds, in the way of planning a snack...

coyote said...

In the way of planning a whole buncha snacks...

Fingers said...

And I like the way a nice poem here has turned into a food conversation.