Bird snob
A cedar waxwing
appeared today
in my backyard.
A rare sighting,
for me,
my second.
My pulse quickened,
breath held.
She disappeared,
her masked eyes
like a thief.
Why I am so angry
at the starling,
but so happy
to see the
cedar waxwing?
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I love the idea of a bird snob!
This is clever! A perfect little poem.
Maybe you’re angry at the starling because it’s mean. and of course the waxwing is rare and delicate. Clever turn at the end.
Ha! I know exactly why I hate the starling. I’m a bird snob 😝