Bird Day

Pond lotus unfold their pearl drops

as swooping birds skim the surface

of water, their wings like fins above

green oyster pads. It was a day when

wind change flurried the magpies

feathers like seapray, when miners

practiced fishsong, when a raven

and an ibis became shark and swan.

 

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Choristers

A reverie with Debussy

chorister sings of pensiveness

I feel the sun

 

even as our neighbourly

maggies

belt out their own composition,

a post-lunch belch

of  hamburger leftovers

and chocolate cake crumbs.

 

Undeterred by

this sleight of taste

and urban cholesterol

they chortle on

all day

until the miners fly in,

fluting

to the salmon dusk

horizon

 

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