The ospreys returned 

 To their nest in the high snag

 And lacustrine sweep

 

A red-winged black bird

Displays its blazing shoulders

Against night’s body

 

Truth drops in the pond

Creating seamless circles

That never find shore

 

A dark-eyed junco

Fluttered down from the peach tree

Pecking for new seeds

 

Flurry in the pool

A robin dipping its head

Flapping with freshness

 

There is a flyway

Across our yard – between trees

Where the fast crow flies

 

The land of big trucks

Miasma, noise, and fat tires

Hubris on display

 

Oh Ponderosa!

Cast a coating of ochre

Raise candles skyward