by Jerry Ratch
With their brightly-colored bits of
found string
woven into the walls of their nests
to teach their baby birds
what the worms of the future
will look like.
Somewhat like the
cave paintings of Lascaux
for early man in France,
when hunting was
still necessary for survival,
before wine,
before make-up,
and fashion,
and the invention
of the demitasse.
The life at the café,
the boulangerie,
the vaunted leg
in the high-heel shoe.
Their brightly colored feathers
all flustered.
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Sweet and clever. I can imagine the more discriminating baby birds having one helluva time finding that chartreuse "worm" that so fascinated them in the nest back in their impressionable yout'. *
*, Jerry. Really smart and inventive verse.
Delightfully subversive.
Wonderful Jerry. Training by deception. Love the reference to Lascaux which so honors the animals of the hunt. *
Precise language. And so fabulously layered.*
I love this every time I come back to it. There is something about that flustered at the end that makes my heart beat faster. *