That Bird Poem by Brian Taylor

That Bird

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That bird
with tail as dry as grass
has heard
is watching me
between a peck at under feathers
and toeing up the sand
has questioned my stillness
and quietened its heartbeat
below fear.

But still watches.

That Bird
Saturday, August 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: bird
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