Wild Offerings

Torn from the sky we clipped your wings to buy safe passage; broken bodies lovingly preserved with a tenderness denied in flight. We stole shadows from the sky then forgot the trickery of our theft; net traps replaced with industrial mistruths of animal husbandry. Chemical fingerprints unmask our guilt; your …

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Sounds of Senescence

Moving swiftly across the swamp the sparrow tentatively spreads out his territory; a phonic palisade, which he surveys with vain conviction. Contented in solitude, he slides into symphonic soliloquy; preening at the sumptuousness of his stereotypic performance.   Halfway through the encore An unwanted response echoes his call. Susceptible to …

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Premature Migration

In swathes of fractured colours you wheel across unbroken skies, a kaleidoscope of memory drifting between seasons; patterns shifting sensitively to the subtleties of scale.   Captured in synthetic mist nests, we sift your shifting patterns from the shimmering rains; avian constellations that have become littered with lapses in ecological …

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Collapsing Birds

Beneath shadows Of Spring Mountains The rain dove arcs Across a barren sky, Its trembling shadow Rolling listlessly Above abandoned towns Of silver and gold, Whose former occupants Drift aimlessly, Tracing invisible contrails With covetous, translucent fingertips.   Sinking in these sandy seas The rain dove plummets Beneath the waves; …

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A Scavenging Song

Sea air shimmers in the evening haze; The gentle rays from a setting sun Reflect the remnants of the passing storm, Cascading skywards in prismic hues to Dry the feathers of the Eastern Meadowlarks That drowsily skim the ocean’s skin. Beneath translucent, foaming waves Shapes begin to dance, unseen; Their …

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