taps on my skylight
mist hangs on backlit feathers
does he want to come in?


It’s still National Poetry Month! I had to drop out of the 30/30 challenge, but I’m diving back in for the last few days because who doesn’t love a rush to the finish. There’s a rookery in the trees behind my house. I have a great view from the bathroom windows. Last spring they were so raucous that they would wake my son early in the mornings. Usually, I feel a bit like I’m spying on them, when I watch their movements and meanderings, but today, one of the crows turned the tables.

Here’s some crow on a skylight entertainment that I found on the Internet when I was looking for a photo to go along with this post:


Monday Haiku