Free verse № 100444
Everglades parkway
Under a hazy Florida sun,
in the median,
three tall birds stand-
underestimating.
The closest takes flight arcing in earnest,
and I murmur; "Oh, I know you didn't just..."
I close one eye and hunker
expecting a sudden and bleeding passenger.
No crash.
No bloody body flapping.
Pinned by the seventy mile per hour wind
the avian beckons with a thump against the right
mirror bracket. I turn my head
and I look into the Egret's small grey eye
as its' head bobs gently to the rhythm of the road.
Carte de visite.
I click the four ways on and slow and ease
to the shoulder.
The more I slow, the further the bird slides.
I watch as the Heron angel reaches the soft and sandy shoulder
without a bounce.
20 comments
(Rummaging through fat backs' bin) Nope. not here.
If you asked me, I'd say "Everglades Parkway," whether it happened there or not.
Fla. I think I shall take the name and remind myself to practice a little more story telling in the future. Thanks again. Might run into you some time. Not literally, of course.
Some of the language seems heavier.
Give yourself some time for a fresh perspective. You can edit the other anytime.
Is it a heron or an egret? They're about the same, right?
in the median,
three tall birds stand -
underestimating.
"Oh, I know you didn't just..."
I close one eye and hunker
expecting a sudden and bleeding passenger.
I click on the four-ways and ease
to the shoulder.
The sentence structure becomes repetitive, with all the "I-verb-object"
Thanks for your time. 'preciate ya, driver.
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