Divine Garden Wisdom

Peals of purple laughter
strung on silken strands
delicate, demure,
divine,
sublime

a staccato crest

under
feathered mist

black spattered wings float

illusions of powdered lace
movements unexpected
infused with grace
a shimmering mirage
upon
warm currents

Garden Girl

Yellowed eyes
peek out from beneath
un-tutored blackberry brambles
she, my whiskered rambler
sliced with shadow smudges
lays with gaze lit upon
bruised blue-black
feathered fiend
perched worrisome
upon wired house tether
it rocks back and forth
with exerted beak warnings

All talon feathered friends

aware of her golden grassy bunker
amongst pink petals and thorn
potential feathers stolen
from her splayed claw
and chattering jaws