Baltimore Oriole
We both reach for a camera
both forget to click on the image
as a flight of rainbows takes wing.
Tangerine buds bloom into a sherbet fountain.
Orange and black ride a ray of sunlight.
“Phew, did you catch it?”
“No I got nuked by the moment!”
“Yes, better that way.” she replied thoughtfully.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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