Posted inOpinion, Write On, Colorado

I read about empty grocery shelves while watching birds hunt and peck on my porch. This poem came to me.

The Hungry Sparrows The little birds arrived this morningAt the concrete cafeDancing for their breakfast yetFinding none at their feet.Have they forgotten thatThe morsels they seekAre hidden as alwaysIn plain sightAbove their tiny headsIn the hanging pan whereThey usually sit toEat and chirp in whispersAbout news of worry and wonder; Did you hear about Jose,The […]