The Yellowish Birds Poem by mariechantal tuyisabe

The wind winded so slow,
And dry avocado leaves
Fell one by one
On Miranda's verandah
As I marveled at the small-yellowish birds
That hung up on the Avocado tree.

Their nests looked like a cluster of
Brown mushroom knitted tightly
With bamboo leaves.
And their swishing sounds eckoed
Smoothly into my ears
As I sat on Miranda's verandah
Enjoying the show.

It was cold and almost dark
But still - on Miranda's verandah
I sat Watching as they burried
Themselves -one by one -in their
Nests until their sounds were broken.