already the goldfinches are losing their bright yellow,
shifting over to their “traveling clothes” …
cardinal flower still scarlet … the sunflowers nearly past …
will we have any pumpkins in this crazy year?
blue jays as monkey birds squawking
a stream of crows, maybe a hundred, all headed south
(the ten thousand roosting together in a cemetery, how spooky)
admiring the white gull against blue sky
and the black band on its wing
four white droplets fall away and vanish
never seen that before!
today, two large hawks, soaring
now-dun finches at the feeder
Poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson
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