Greater Roadrunner Photo-Artistry by kenne
Listen!
The gravel verge bears a walker:
I hear chewing of shredded wheat.
Listen!
Birds call from dawn to sundown:
tedious mourning dove blues,
cactus wren’s grinding starter,
darting quail high notes: Uh-huh-Uh huh,
Hey-you! alert – the thrasher arrives.
Listen!
Our homes hum tones tiny to tremendous;
stretched and still in darkness,
I seek their source, finding some
in the pestling of brain, bones, molars.
Listen!
Attending too, to unfulfilled utterances:
hesitations, head dips, hand flutters,
the staccato of unsettled eyes and breath:
these voiceless notes of soul speak
of love or loss or the deep water strokes
of living without answers.
Listen!
Listen! poem (c)2020 Deborah Chappa
(Used by Permission)
Great rendition of a roadrunner. As a whole birds don’t capture my attention but this one certainly did.