by Susan Martell Huebner
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| AI-generated graphic by NightCafé for The New Verse News. |
At the kitchen table watching the birds,
a normal comfort, seeing them fly, flit, feed.
Jay lands on seed tray, all command blue,
tail feathers angled upward in smart salute.
Finches wearing winter beiges swerve
and weave, perch on metal crooks, chittering warnings.
Downy woodpecker's folded flat, composed
against the peanut tube, eyeing the suet lock.
I drink my coffee, extra cream, admiring
their careless freedom, unworried song
when Coopers Hawk threatens overhead
and each bird freezes.
On this side of the window, a sharp inhale.
I understand the instinct.
Susan Martell Huebner lives and writes in Mukwonago WI. Her work has appeared in many online and print journals. She writes across the genres. Find her printed work at Finishing Line Press, Kelsay Publications, and Amazon.
