Sunday, May 28, 2017

Bird And Mouse

The last lilt-
ing breath of a bird

fell from its throat
to rest on the curb

in front of my house -
mouse crept from the shed

to nibble the notes
and sing for the dead.

For Poetry Pantry at Poets United

15 comments:

Sherry Marr said...

This is FANTASTIC. I love how the notes traveled from bird to mouse, and the singing for the dead. Wowzers!

brudberg said...

Love the rhymes in this, and I see a dead bird in the grass now...

molly said...

Damn, Kelli. What the heck?! This is amazing! I am smitten with your brain.

This image is stunning:
"The last lilt-
ing breath of a bird
fell from its throat
to rest on the curb"

indybev said...

Your choice of words is exquisite. A standing ovation from my corner of the world!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

This is soo incredibly potent, MZ!

colleen said...

I love bird and curb together and that the mouse nibbled the notes.

Martin Kloess said...

A subtle reminder. If a mouse can do it... (remember)

signed...bkm said...

The mouse knew the import of the song...nkm

Thotpurge said...

Fabulous..l

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Loved, loved, loved this!

Jae Rose said...

There is a beauty in this snapshot of nature..however harsh we must survive

Old Egg said...

What a beautiful eulogy to a dead bird.

blueoran said...

Blake would swoon to have baked this tune. Who needs jackelopes when you can run with the tygers?

Kerry O'Connor said...

Such a mournful song for the dead, yet you make it sound like a lullaby, somehow, a sad one.

grapeling said...

wow

I wish I wrote this. ~