Where Did I Come From

Shuffling along a painted line Marking dates of measured time A wary way off the path, where wayward footsteps dare to pass Round wires' razor-sharp divide Red-tailed hawks circle long and wide Soul-mates screech; soar above Sets of screams of scolding love In fine feather for first flights fling Around the vacant nest fledglings cling Fostered till autumn's turn Breasts ablaze, brown bands burn On departing wings, black stripes earned Metallic scratching, bird-feet rasping The feeble chirping fades Into dark, watery narrows stray A nestling delivered by the dawn of day "I flew straight again It was the idea of you We found you in a drainpipe darling!"