Beauty in the Most Mundane: The Blackbirds and The Dove

Shannon is a passionate individual whose feelings and thoughts tend spill onto the pages, often in the form of poetry and sometimes essays.

Blackbirds gather on the pavement

As the scorching heat beats down

Some lurk in the shadows

Beneath the trees

Like it’s their personal haven

Others take a little bath

In remnants of last night’s rain

First they cock their heads horizontally

To drink before doing as they please

Here a splish and there a splash

Stormy midnight sky feathers

In front of vacant fields of green

Feasting upon abundant cricket delicacies

An overcast blue background just beyond

And I think to myself, what a wonderful treasure

It’s a spectacle to behold

Nature’s beauty most mundane

Who can ascertain?

Suddenly a lone dove swoops down

From somewhere else unknown

She scatters the blackbirds

But for only a moment

Soon they all refocus

On their various pleasures

While I struggle to find just the right words