Bird – 1

the thrush shouted at me, grabbing my attention
peary! peary!
then, once I could see him
perched high in the bare branches of next door’s magnolia,
he started singing
a rippling, liquid tune, loud and forceful
he sat there, pale, spotted breast, against the wind-scoured sky
© Freya Pickard 2014
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6 Comments on “Bird – 1”

  1. Beautiful, I can see and here this picture.

  2. oh my, i just love the images created in my head as i read this!

  3. Libby Says:

    This is a beautifully captured moment Freya. A thrush singing just for you once he had made sure you were listening!

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