Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Poem: Circle of Protein

All life takes a breath
Under rainy earth the worms
Wiggle up to gasp

Robins enjoy a plump feast
Hop, stare, grab, and slurp

Gorged, too fat to fly
Robins huddle boughed by shrubs
Unaware of threats

Crouched in the wet grass
Tabby watches for a chance
Stuffed birds are tasty

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