Birdsong

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The French horns drone beneath
the sun’s high notes dappled through the oaks.
The orchestral argument enters
after the morning dew
fades in strings and the mockingbird
skitters the grass like a dinosaur.

Bassoons accompany duck
walks comic along the lakeside,
the allegro cadence of water birds
splashing in shimmer,
as glissando waves slide
through octaves about the watershed.

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