What’s brighter than a Baltimore oriole
On a sycamore tree,
Brighter than a blue jay in a white birch,
Brighter than a goldfinch through a dogwood,
Brighter even than a cardinal in a cottonwood,
Sunset, singing through the branches–
Holding the last note, like a gloriole,
Like a shimmer across the stillness of thought.
- Comment
- Reblog
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Salvatore Ala 
This must be read at sunset. There’s not so much birdsong where I live downtown, but Teddy
who now lives with his Mom in a residential area, has discovered he has a deep interest in birds!
Cheers, Sharon.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hi Sharon, that’s great Teddy has a deep interest in birds. Nature is a great teacher. Please give them my best wishes. Sal.
LikeLike