City Starlings
Waiting for the light to change
(A busy urban street),
I noticed quite a gathering
Not far from my two feet.
Upon a sewer grate I saw
Some starlings pecking ‘round
Although I didn’t even
See a crumb upon the ground.
Their beaks dipped down, oblivious
To passersby or wheels,
Intent on filling up on what,
To them, comprises meals.
A couple flew away, replaced
By new ones in a flash,
Not plentiful as pigeons but
On city streets, as brash.
*the original title of this poem was "grackles on a grate,"
but when i googled to confirm that the birds i saw were,
indeed, grackles, i discovered they were starlings.
poetic license only goes so far...
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