Bird Psalm
Hummingbirds jet
in butterfly flutters
red green ornaments
of summer exuberance
iridescent dancers
among
rainbows of blossoms
§
Bluebirds flit
above green fields
a dash of sky over
fertile grass
& Swifts in
purple
black & white
across lakes and
ponds
scooping up the
abundances
of hovering buzzing
flies
§
Robin redbreast
sings at dawn to call
the sun awake then
dance upon the
greening ground
a worming they
partake
§
Crows attune robin’s
morning song
squawk language loud and strong
to guide their
friends to treats
tempering the
feathered flocks
to feast the bounty of the land
§
Buzzards circling
round
swallow up the fate
of death
devouring, tearing
feasts of flesh
in tidy jagged bites
cleaning up the world
they rule with
funerary care
§
Flitting among the
bushes
you see them now you
don’t
the wren and sparrow
spin
their songs in melody
unmatched
we humans imitate
we warble not so well
songs resound
gargling bells
among secret bowers
swell
§
Screeching harshly
the blue jay reigns
a crown upon its head
Red Cardinal too
less raucously
proclaims
its noble heavenly
birth
dancing, hopping on
earth
and tree, up upon
thee
We bow no matter how
we dress or decorate
we cannot touch the
wealth
or elegance of flight
§
The hidden Bittern sound so deep
secreted among the reeds
blended in, even frogs
confuse the hollow dropping sound
On open pond
at dusk and dawn
the longing, lingering
lachrymose Loon
we listen with repose
attired in stunning black & white
Loon croons a soulful tune
§
Snowy Egret purifies
in
Virgin white, above
Blue Heron soaring
form
we view in worshiped
awe
the beauty haunting
time
what colors can dare
approach
Wood Ducks stylish trim?
We humans dazzle, yes
in sequins, stones,
shiny rocks
brag like Parrots
pirate talk
in movie stars or
bishops frocks
our ruby slippers
& golden crowns
substitute
Nature bestows pure honor
to our feathered
friends
who flute & mimic with noble songs
abraid with screech
and hoot
swift Owls at night
who gently coo
Seagulls laugh and
caw
we are a part of this
wild world
in mock civility
and evil strife
§
Enjoy the color in
flocks
and flight of fowls
We all are most blesséd
to be among the wingéd
Wonder of these
companions
our own angel dream
can only just imagine
no matter how we sing
these traits we
borrow, not own
so let us give a
gracious bow & thank
fowl friends on Earth
©j.marshall frase-white Spring 2019
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