Ekphrasis: Instincts
I see the world
From up a tree
What might this world
Be waiting for me
I wait to hear your wings
Fly through the wind
The crunch of your feet in the nest
And your tweet so I can rest
I want to feel your beak
Scratch my little neck
And place my head near you
For my instincts tell me to
I want to taste the worms
You hunt for me everyday
That has a little touch
Of the flavor in your mouth
Please
Feed me
Cuddle me
Protect me
Teach me
And give me love
One day I’ll make you proud
This poem is about:
My family
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