Plain Black Bird
Yesterday I saw a starling
promenade through blades of green
as a Gentleman on a Sunday stroll.
His rainbow black feathers
shimmered purple then green,
but his greedy dark eyes
and ludicrous smile
gave him away as he skipped
to his smashed beggar’s dinner.
Marsha Salerno
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