I've just noticed,
as I looked up from writing poetry,
A magpie purchased on the high back
of one of my outdoor setees,
Staring smack at me
as I sculpt words.
Fixed, it holds itself still, measured.
Scheming its next swoop;
Taking in my features,
I was a moving target.
Apr 30, 2025
Apr 30, 2025 at 5:05 PM UTC
I've just noticed,
as I looked up from writing poetry,
A magpie purchased on the high back
of one of my outdoor setees,
Staring smack at me
as I sculpt words.
Fixed, it holds itself still, measured.
Scheming its next swoop;
Taking in my features,
I was a moving target.
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