On Bluebirds

Trolling straight through

a wide wire fence

a bluebird with a shiny

indigo neck steps nearly

neatly into view her eyes

bright her head quick like

a barrister trying to describe

something:  aside from that

bird are the waves from Lake

Michigan which bring you back

to me:  a bird like a simple

word like "yes" to us from all

eternity the non-rarity of stars

and moons plucked with love and

care like every anything blossoms

in your hair.