Tuesday, July 24, 2012

A Phoebe in Maine

In the shining green of damp leaves
In the liquid gray of summer rain
The small, gray bird landed
To the bark of a tree
It flew to a wire
--and tried to shade itself
It flew to the woodpile
--and pumped its tail,
And then while I watched,
With wide eyes and pumping heart,
--it flew away.

Kathie Adams Brown (July 11, 2003) Livermore Falls, Maine


  1. Hi Kathie

    A lovely poem for the perfect photo. You captured the rain beautifully.



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