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grumpy thumb May 2020
Cat spat out a baby bird
deader than a drunk's promised word
broken from the maw
only a little blood, no more.  
Could've cried a little
as I scooped it up from the door
into a dandoline dust pan
before the kids saw.
The cat did what cats do
I wasn't angry with it as it pawed
my ankle expectantly seeking a reward
grumpy thumb May 2020
Away to the wind's
stream and whim
traverse, breath light,
upon wings unseen
to wander worlds
and times gone by
gay as silvery moonbeams
and summer sun's rays
grumpy thumb May 2020
May love find you
for it's blind to those who seek it.
May love's binding
free those from searching for it.
May love's breath
welcome you in its embrace
May love be loved
for its own grace.
grumpy thumb May 2020
Crows caw and cackle
cracking dawn
shattering the secrets
of early morn,
chirp and whistle
adding voice to the song
nature awakens
by the feathery alarm.
grumpy thumb May 2020
Your smile:
the bract
of those petal lips,
there to
attract
the flower of a kiss.
grumpy thumb Apr 2020
Birds call
cascades from distant brough
to those foraging grasses high and
between bramble flowers
where insects' hide,
knowing well the thorns to avoid
long before berries bulge and ripe.
Gather they fresh thistledown
for nest's reline
then silence fledglings' shrill
with
bugs and grubs
and stale breadcrumbs
Treasures from a garden of mine.
grumpy thumb Feb 2020
To see you cast down those eyes

pennies sinking in a well

searching for hope's desired wish
or forlorn in regret

as they fell.
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