The Stilled Song of Sparrows
Babbling sparrows exiled to the dark of sheltering barns
pipe and cheep their language, dispensing avian yarns
of escapes from snakes and alley cats as slingshots of small boys
hands guided by piped bird speech and focused on their noise,
take focus in the shadows, fitting stones purloined from lots
of building stones and gravel into their leather slots,
then bark their childish pleasure as each missile meets its mark,
and they send their willing pet dogs to retrieve them with a bark.
Rapping their childish pleasure, brushing water from still wings,
when the rain stops, they go on to other childish things.
Prompt words for the Sunday Whirl Wordle are: hands brush water sparrows snake babbling slot rap piped bark exiled speech
image by Mihail Tregubov on Unsplash.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Judy, I like how this is a blend of innocence and aggression, with nature itself being both the observer and the participant, it does a fantastic job of capturing the playful yet poignant energy of childhood and nature.🙌
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And some of our present world leaders….Thanks for your comment.
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Really sad
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I know. I hated to be a downer, but the prompt words just led me there. Sometimes I think the adults running our world are like these kids with slingshots, though…If the truth be told.
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Children take pleasure in killing innocent birds.
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As do many adults, I guess.
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Yes- a child does it in ignorance while an adult does it knowingly
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Hard to blame a child; easy to blame an adult.
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