The View

Oct 20

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sparrow treeMesmerizing,
this small, sprightly sparrow,
as he (or she)
hops, perches, steps, sidles,
then leaps, flaps, lands.
Exploring
twig to twig
branch to branch,
bridging tree to tree.

A car approaches,
hesitating at the intersection.
“Doesn’t she have something better to do with her time?”
I can imagine its driver is saying of me.

This is the better.

About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on October 20, 2015, in Body, God, poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Gwenice Gwee | October 20, 2015 at 7:21 am

    I love sparrows! Such adorable and lovely animals. 😀

    Reply
  2. Janice | October 20, 2015 at 7:39 am

    Beautifully written Wendy. Thank you for saying…

    Reply

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