Roadrunner Calling For A Mate   4 comments

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I could hear a clicking noise
coming from a mesquite tree
and began to look around
not sure what it might be.

Turns out the noise was a call,
the mating call of a cockoo bird
as he was standing tall
waiting for his call to be heard.

Then, nearby on the ground
 his call was returned —
he began limb hopping down
to the sound he knew was earned.

— kenne

4 responses to “Roadrunner Calling For A Mate

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  1. Our roadrunners are kooky but special! Good ode, kenne!

  2. The photo and poem made me smile.

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