Grackle

Brazen hundreds flaunt

their stuff, screaming their presence;

conquering the trees.

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Bluejay

Unsympathetic;

reigning, brassy-blue diva

of the canopy.

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Bluebird

The blue of God’s eyes;

with cheek-blushed breast, you flutter

in your dainty bath.

•

Crow

Black hole against soft

sky blue as boy-baby blue;

harsh as a night scream.

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Mourning Dove

Flushed from brush in twos;

rattling chortles of wings lift

them to lowest limbs.

They call in soft glee.

Mistaken for sad laments,

 their calls haunt our days.

Skeptical of bliss;

 we refuse to hear pure joy

of a gleeful heart.