Saturday, November 8th, 2008
On a rainy day in November
Necks stretched long, Ruffled feathers sparing me a wary eye little minds accept the offering, me moved, yet silent, still. From above an apparition, brown, wet, a twitching tail, drops among them, – in avian surprise they scatter and are gone. Stepping close I lift a finger, imagine furry warmth, but seeing this the stranger […]