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Magpie in the Morning

I throw a cursory glance

From my open window

And a magpie strides across the lawn

Poking about in the grass for grubs,

A big, proud, beautiful bird.

In the spring sunlight

Long, strong tail feathers

Lift and hold as it bends its head

And prods the dirt for food.

Its black plumage is a brilliance

Of bright blue and green and purple.

I watch as it swaggers about

In complete control of the world.

Human invention, however fine,

Can only copy such magnificence.

 

◄ The Dentist #2

Spring Canopy and Other Thoughts ►

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 25th Apr 2020 16:35

CBT - I relished the comparison with the medieval executioner;'s
hood/cape...with the thought of eyes staring back in deadly intent !

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 25th Apr 2020 16:21

I do think its black head and shoulders looks like the hood of an executioner! But that observation didn't seem appropriate on such a lovely morning. I should have been more honest. I still might change it. Just because it's true.

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Thu 23rd Apr 2020 18:31

I like magpies.
Glad you've written this poem.

Hannah

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M.C. Newberry

Wed 22nd Apr 2020 15:44

A rewarding "butcher's" (*note for non-UK readers: in cockney slang: butcher's hook= look) at the colloquially termed "butcher bird"..

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Nigel Astell

Wed 22nd Apr 2020 15:24

A magpie has a swagger like no other
full ownership of the lawn!

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