She’s got her camera!
She’s out on her deck!
Flap your wing
and stick out your neck!
Shake tail feather
and follow me
in honking
photobombing V!
She’s got her camera!
She’s out on her deck!
Flap your wing
and stick out your neck!
Shake tail feather
and follow me
in honking
photobombing V!
Pond pixels at dawn
play at reflecting
rippling jigsaw
its own dawn confecting.
that these
hoary sky-dwellers
suspended
between star and dew
depended
from ancient blue
can
at daybreak
surprise
look new?
Thanks again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.