tarred & feathered, nay

tarred & feathered, nay
december 8, 2012, howick domain
re-edited march 2023

The cricket crew, not yet committed to full whites, but King Magpie is strolling & watching, a Weathercat Production moment steal.

the young
boys in white,
the cricket
crew, are
out there
on the field,
into it,
king magpie,
pride of
our domain,
is watching
from the
the oval
mark, hands
behind his
back, noting
all that white
is fine but
simply doesn’t
cut it without
a counter strike
of black he
would swipe
himself, in
down them
leaning forward
head to toe
in one
of wing,
tar nor feathers
needed, just
indian ink
turns away
at last
with more
important things
to do there
in the grass,
criss-cross that
map of clouds
way above
the mown

Copyright © 2023 Peter Le Baige. All Rights Reserved

Click on the link above to hear reading of the poem.  The accompanying music is from ‘The Hen’, the second of the birds described in Ottorino Respighi’s series of musical portraits, ‘The Birds’.

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