I sat on the garden bench
eavesdropping on lovebird’s chatter
Marveling at their cacophony of song
dancing on the air
I pondered what their sounds meant
and then at once, understood their lament
for underneath the mesquite tree
lay a tiny lifeless feathered spirit
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille– What’s That Rustling in the Eaves?
Kim is hosting dVerse today and asks us to write a quadrille with the word eavesdropping or a variation thereof.The pub opens at 3PM ETS- Come join in!
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and on her Amazon Author Page