Wednesday, May 1, 2013

nests and ...

The sunny morn beauteous as ever
had shadows too
long and wide ones
on the road...
from green trees of summer...
green leafy shadows...everywhere...
and he maintaining a holiday sprite
going consistent with speed
no fiddling with the race or brakes...
asked his friend
'what's for today?'

and just then
his eyes fell
on nests...

Nests being built
by mother birds...
with twigs and twines...
and with so much care
for their
little birdlings...

amidst the green leaves of summer...

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