At dusk the birds have
a lot to say to each other
everybody has a lot of
catching up to do, after
their busy days
Perched together at last,
there are meals to recount,
close calls with danger
(in the form of snakes,
or cars, or cats)
new friends made,
who has hatchlings and
who is still waiting
The evening fills up with
their noisy chatty banter,
so inviting and enticing,
but we can’t join in
or even really relate,
since in the joyfulness
of their avian life
it all comes out as a song
Just a little something I wrote sitting out on my patio the other night. Hope y’all are having a happy summer so far! Thanks for reading!
The Poetry Patio 