Tribute to the Magpie’s Tail

Among the high
branches of the silver birch
struts a handsome magpie,
jet black on creamy white,
not still and quiet
like the pigeon on the branch next door,
but constantly chattering
and fidgeting,
see-sawing its tail to keep balance.
It’s a fine, long tail,
a stick of charcoal scribbling
in the grey February sky.
And I
find myself reading between
the windswept lines
unbalanced poetry
left by the magpie.

Kim M. Russell, 20th February 2020

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My response to Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #7: This is a Tribute

For this week’s scribblings, Rommy asks us to think about the word ‘tribute’. We can make your word offerings straightforward tributes to people, places, or things we admire, or simply incorporate the idea of tribute in any way we see fit.

18 thoughts on “Tribute to the Magpie’s Tail

    1. Thank you, Bev. This one keeps visiting. He can be very noisy and sometimes he brings a partner. I’m hoping that they have a nest in one of the trees in our garden and I can watch the fledglings.


  1. A fun poem, Kim
    She deserves your tribute
    You can go crazy and real wild
    Trying to read between the lines
    Tailspun and stinky everywhere
    magpie’s unbalanced poetry

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