coffee mixes
with brown
sugar milk
whirring and blurring
into an
uncharted map
smooth and fragrant
brown black
birds come
to my table
eating some
of my breakfast scone
from my
upturned hand
one bird
flew at
my cheek
lingering
wings touching
my face
airy and transparent
amber light
leaves you hopeful
Snow White
and the woman
from Mary Poppins
feeding the pigeons
Tuppence for sale
the only
way out
is up
a secret chuclke
as a stray bird
shook the
paper bag
trying to
get one
more crumb
~Sarah Mahina Calvello~
~A blog of poetry mixed in with my poetic ramblings~
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