every morning at present

a well-fed, shiny blackbird

perches on the trellis

next to my clothesline

and sings, talks and trills

to his heart’s content

 

it could be about attracting a mate

or a marking of territory thing,

but i choose to believe

that after a good rest and

a meal of bugs and worms

that he finds someplace high up

and sings for pure joy, grateful

just because he can

 

            –embrace joy just because you can, too

 

heather pound 2024

Photo by Nathan Dumlao on Unsplash