At crack of sparrow bone,
the dawn chorus begins. I moan
when winged visitors make city spirits soar:
birds madly squabbling for a morsel
from the feeder is less a roar
and more a scream.
Diligent blackbirds turn over voluminous dead
leaves by the shed
and a robin settles on the narrow
chain fence, all atremble
at the zenosyne advance of spring overmorrow.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #142 “February 13th, 2017”, also linked to earthweal open link weekend #55