A bluebird likely named Emily D.

This afternoon I saw a magpie that was having a bad day.

He landed in the driveway, 

his breast was heaving and his head cocked at me-

Who found herself smiling. 

With a twitch she switches sides, 

she strobes a cocked moment. 

A second later, he shook himself, 

his feathers fluffed and re-stacked,

he unpacked his folded wardrobe, 

whipping out wrinkles

and flew towards the mountains 

-East. 

Warm body, she faced the fading sun.


Painting by Rubens Peale,1865 in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.