The group of brown headed cowbirds I hope is migratory
I really don't want them staying in my yard
They are parasitic and can be devastating for other species
As they are lazy or sorry or ill mannered or whatever term is correct
They lay their eggs in another bird's nest
That mom or the two parents are not any wiser
And they feed and look after those eggs
Just as though they were their own
However, the cowbird is usually larger
And starve their other nest mates
Cruel, uncaring might be a better word
For the parents of those little offsprings
I know they don't think ahead
Because if they did they might figure it out
If their eggs are hatched, then their chicks fed
The other bird population gradually dies out
Then what???
They might have to go to work....
Then that could be the end of the birds upon this earth
In the low pasture
cowbirds are picking over humming cow pats.
In the high sheepfold
lambs are dropping small round blueberries
that are really not blueberries
and the whirring beetles know it.
Black fly are in the barn swarming
over the hissing horse hay.
A field mouse said to a stiff-necked tortoise:
"Reminds me of my vacation in the dry Tortugas,"
which all gathered there knew was bull crap
but it did raise a sort of fizzing laughter
from the ever feeding insects.
Over the busy farm
an arid painted rainbow buzzed on.
FOG LIKE PHANTOM STREAMS
misty beauty, white ravines
make mornings meaningful
Acacia arboretum hold fast
At the breaking before breakfast
The new day, old friends, egrets
cowbirds, comorants, lake
Across these: plastics, trash, filth
I dream playground, recycling
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