Tag: the bird is called a grackle

• Verse Poem 17

  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. 
  

  May 23, 2025

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