12/27/2020

Apt

you reward my patience
with a metaphor, you see
a brown creeper balance
with her tail and
spiral upward

[RK, 12/27/2020]


Feathers

a winter wren flicks her brown finery
a peacock shakes his ass

a bird of paradise leans into
the lek, awaiting consummation

the mouse fails to hear
the owl’s descent

a scissor-tailed flycatcher
does not care what you think

house sparrows overrun
the house

[RK, 12/27/2020]


Ego

la colibrí dazzles
you think: iridescence
the hoatzin pokes you
with vestigial wrist claws

self-esteem is a fragile
part of my temperament
so much of what we are
is created by others

[RK, 12/27/2020]
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