Social Distancing

So surreal.
I watch the
Red-Winged Blackbird
skip from one blade
of ornamental grass
to another,
the red in its feathers
bursting from beneath the black,
its conk-la-reee call
claiming its space -
a signal for everything to keep a distance.
I adjust my mask
as I watch it fly to a tree.
So surreal.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Lavender

5 years 2 months ago

Hi, Teddy

Appreciate your comments! Will be glad when we have all this behind us, safely.
Thank you!
Lavender

Geezer

5 years 2 months ago

Mother Nature...

has her own social distancing. A nice look out the window as we contemplate her ways ~ Geezer.
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Lavender

5 years 2 months ago

Hi, Geezer

Lots to think about during these unusual times.
Thank you for reading!
L

Lavender

5 years 2 months ago

Hi, Jerry

I enjoy the Red-Winged Blackbird a lot, not only for its beauty, but also for its musical call. Your rehab work in Arizona sounds awesome, truly sounds like rewarding years!
Thank you for your wonderful comments!
L