Watching Them

Red-blooded bird
Black mask stealing
Her olive heart

Full speed ahead
Swift wings chasing
Strong wings

Her tangerine mouth
Mocks that lovely feathered cone
Atop that busy head

She forages below
What does she know
He thinks

1

On the edge of the end
In deep need of goodness
I fastened a cape
It had to be woven in truth
This time
Lest I fall from the sky

Electric and magic
Near-reckless sensibility
Enduring and tender
Incredulous…ridiculous

Wary yet wanting of fire
I fastened the fibers of you
Wove them all through
Set you atop my shoulders
Then flew
And did I fall

Fleeing from the bramble
As though they feel they must
Forsake the soft of the fruit
For the wind in their wings

We see words have wings
So fly free “I adore you”
Land soft where you will

And should I never
Brush soft your gentle lifeline
Yours still, has graced mine

The best feathers, friend
You fly fierce, soaring with hope
Breathe with me good bird