View From My Window

Deborah Barchi
Feb 21 · 1 min read

A painterly poem

Photo by Tolga Ahmetler on Unsplash

A dozen doves huddle like monks
intent on prayer.

Stitched in the snow, small tracks
lead everywhere.

A cardinal with his cape of red keeps wisely
out of sight

from five short-tempered blue jays,
spoiling for a fight.

A tart-tongued squirrel in a snit
plans her next bold raid

as the sullen sun loiters, too pale to make
much shade.

Through my window I watch this tableau
with delight

with only words to paint the scene before it yields
to night.

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