in the sparkle following a storm,
in heady colors, in the space between
the lament of the mourning dove
and the din from a murder of crows.
Raindrops hangout in puddles filled
with gossip and reflection and the wind
hums and chants, disco dancing round
vital tree trunks and elderly buildings.
A blackbird spellbound, drinks the sun,
listens to church bells pass the time.
© 2018, poem and photograph, Jamie Dedes
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