Blackbird Moulting

by Vince Gullaci   Sep 25, 2019


I thought my little mate the blackbird
was being bullied by his flock
maybe pressured to renounce our friendship
his little yellow nose looked painfully pecked
his tail short and dishevelled as his feathers
I might have been wrong
his beak now looks healthy and strong
of shiny long black coat and tail
worthy of any self-respecting bird gangster
groomed and pedicured to the nines.

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  • 5 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Great poem, original topic and well expressed.

    All the best

    • 5 years ago

      by Vince Gullaci

      Thank you Ben,the best comment I have ever received on my
      poems,much appreciated,
      Vince.