Kookaburra

Standing in the tree

looking back at me,

with thoughts

that are not my thoughts,

you are this iconic bird,

this emblem,

who is

still and fearless

in the toxic landscape,

alone

and waiting.

 

Your eye was waiting,

relentless,

in finding that

soft connection

to me,

to that being who is human,

to that tender stupid soul

that wants to believe

you will  sit there forever.

 

I looked back at you

with camera lens

and with heart

that felt

you would be gone.

gone

all too soon,

gone when

a turn of the breeze

or a flicker of the sun

took you to flight.

 

27/7/2015

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