and then suddenly
one day
it seems that there are
magpies
everywhere....
or, sit perched on neighbouring
concrete garbage bins
outside
Catch of the Week
a pair of crows
sussing out the takings
the leavings
vis a vis
what
have
you
(or what you had and then tossed away)
today on the back patio
a fallen one
closed eyes to the skies
soar in spirit
little
little
bird
one tiny mouse
on the driveway
still
still
still
until
lifting the garage door up
then bolting
...
race on little one
find a quiet
safe
space
and then (finally)
the sun comes out
and you think:
'okay...maybe i can
park the ark
at least
for
today'