All That Flitters

follow the finch up seeded branches
the gold flitters in and out the green
it's a day's work eating your weight in the sky

my office window opens to a world too wide
the square peg of punched in time
separated by a pane of glass from the whole

a hummingbird came close to pecking
my workspace color, I nearly tasted
the break neck nectar in his wings

the daydream is my hourly wage
when the New Jerusalem settles down

these bird notes will fill my resume`
Will SchmitComment