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Away with the birds, by Britta Benson

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Away with the birds

Away with the birds,
right here, 
sat at my kitchen table.
Through the open window
a world enters my soul.
I have wings,
welcome chirpy guests,
happy to share their stories
for a meal, a habitat,
a room for a night, 
a season.
My tiny garden, 
nondescript shrubs, 
a couple of trees,
nothing short of paradise.
This unpruned mess 
of mismatched colours,
my guests consider it Boho chic,
an invitation.
I appreciate the company,
close my eyes, 
listen to this playlist of possibilities.
I flap, 
I clap,
I flutter.
Away with the birds.
Always.
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5 thoughts on “Away with the birds, by Britta Benson

    1. Oh, Bartholomew, I can say that the birds in my garden are not happy with a B&B, they want at least three meals a day as well as five star accommodation. Plus birdbath. They are quite discerning little beasts!

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