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I pause on the riverbank 
and listen to the mockingbird.
A dull plumage is no liability 
for an imposter
whose gift for mimicry is his badge 
and claim to fame.

In the darkening twilight he riffs on:
and even the humble duck.

Oh little feathered jazz man,
how I love your repertoire!

Life is made of moments such as this.

This Three Word Wednesday post is in honor of a feathered entertainer on the San Antonio River.


Sheilagh Lee said...

I can picture and hear all of this well done.

May 29, 2013 at 11:13 AM
Old Egg said...

I wonder whether each continent has one?
Here in Australia we have the Lyre bird who is a great mimic. I saw a TV show of one imitating a chain saw as well as all the other creatures in the forest.

May 30, 2013 at 6:05 PM
Alice Audrey said...

A duck! I'd never thought of it, but of course.

May 30, 2013 at 11:54 PM
J Cosmo Newbery said...

Indeed. You could argue that life is nothing but moments like that. Nicely captured.

May 31, 2013 at 7:01 AM
Anonymous said...

Enjoyed this creative poem immensely- has a lovely rhythm and wit.

June 2, 2013 at 2:12 PM

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