Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Today is the first (belated) day of April Poem-A-Day Month!! Yay!

Prompt: a new arrival poem

Something must have hatched
something edible.
They came here in several
small groups,
hopped, pecked and scratched.

All dressed neatly in their black
gleaming, tailored:
Was this a tribal gathering, or 
random families
hearing the news, seeking a snack?

Just the one day, on my patch
they came ransacking.
No time for flight, or fighting -.
for those blackbirds
something hatched: a good day's catch.

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