Thursday, October 16, 2008

Seasons at Odds

Before daylight today, dark skies bleak,
clouds tossed about like restless children.

A persistent mockingbird swooped around
my head as I stooped to pick up the paper.

She had been nesting in a nearby tree.
The season was out of kilter. Winter-

time mild as May caught a mother bird
off guard, disturbed my morning reverie.

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