Thursday, August 30, 2012


Flood-swollen air lingers
over my backyard, grass spongy
from prolonged rains. Sodden
pine boughs litter the green
while cardinals and finches
argue over available slots
in the sunflower feeders.
Children storm-freed
from classroom regimes,
these feathered evacuees
gorge greedily on dry seeds
while communal hummers
drink deeply the sweetened
water from plastic flowers.
Inside the comfort of my kitchen,
I can only watch and wonder
what air currents have tossed
them into my yard, led them
to the refuge of my roofed porch.

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