Red Wing

Titter
cluck
it builds
to a sharp
squawk
like the
bird
stuck its
toe
into a live
electrical outlet
Conk-a-reeeeel
the birder book
says but
I can’t make
those fit.
They fill
the edges
of the woods
by the stream.
Red shoulders
blur against
a greening
backdrop.
Perpetual
spring
mating ritual.
Busy chatter:
Looky-heeeeer!