Saturday, August 10, 2019

Mockingbirds on the mailbox


mockingbird fledglings
chirp back at my birding sounds
who’s mocking who now

yellow beaks always wide
begging to be filled with fat
grubs flies bees and worms




mockingbird mother
dives feather close to my ear
she knows i’m a fraud

curious how they
cock their heads sideways not just
wary but observing


three weeks to learn all
the different avian tunes
they’ll sing when they leave




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