sparrow molts
a plume follows
the breeze
I watched the shiny crow pluck woolly tufts of winter’s suit from deer neck at his springtime molt.
All gathered in his clamping beak he winged towards an unseen nest
while deer was grateful for this cheek to pull where antler cannot reach,
and change warm coat to summer best, new clay-red shine against sun's heat.
Deer welcomes tailor's God-gift help for cool in summer heat,
and crow gives thanks to deer, warm night pillow for new fledgling chicks,
soft tufs flown home in crowy beak.
God willing they again will meet.
Next year, same time, same place,
this deer and crow will greet.
Drifting on
The blustery winds,
A molt feather
From an Angel
Preening her
Downy wings.
trees molt --
an acorn is covered
in darkness
Molting in falls breeze
Old oak s feathered canopy
Colorful feather leaves
By Robb A. Kopp
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