This is FANTASTIC. I love how the notes traveled from bird to mouse, and the singing for the dead. Wowzers!
Love the rhymes in this, and I see a dead bird in the grass now...
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 birdfell from its throatto rest on the curb"
Your choice of words is exquisite. A standing ovation from my corner of the world!
This is soo incredibly potent, MZ!
I love bird and curb together and that the mouse nibbled the notes.
A subtle reminder. If a mouse can do it... (remember)
The mouse knew the import of the song...nkm
Loved, loved, loved this!
There is a beauty in this snapshot of nature..however harsh we must survive
What a beautiful eulogy to a dead bird.
Blake would swoon to have baked this tune. Who needs jackelopes when you can run with the tygers?
Such a mournful song for the dead, yet you make it sound like a lullaby, somehow, a sad one.
wowI wish I wrote this. ~
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