Jogging the Mind

Hello all,

I get married this weekend, which is very exciting, so here is a little poem I wrote about a bird I saw in my backyard before it flew away. Anyway, let me know what you think about this poem, if you decide to read it.

Best,

JCO

Ruffled Feathers
The yellow yolk eyed 
Ink blot black bird has 
Spectacular specular 
Reflection (misdirection 
Of light) shining bright— 
Its tail and torso 
Caped by a more-so blue nape; 
Its head a dream of purple 
Sheened plumage pristine, 
This branch perched beaute beams—
Until the ink blot bruises  
And fuses black with blue breast, 
Hemorrhaging its chest 
Screeching a request 
Unknown, and chirping, flies off.