A Ground-Nest Tea

several mourning doves
frequented the feeders
for small seeds

gently they ruffled feathers
around neck and head
as they slowly fed

full after twenty minutes
they went to ground
to clean each other

each took turns picking
seeds from the others
upper body feathers

and when a beak be seed full
the seed-picker then fed
them back to the other

this custom being
times natural
on-nest-tea


stan sand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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August 30, 2023 at 11:35 AM
This is interesting and fun to read. Thanks for sharing :)
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September 11, 2023 at 11:47 AM
....thanks for the comment....natures actions and shapes be natures natural 'arithmetic and geometry'....as opposed to regular school book teachings......stan
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