A Question of Presence
I might say to spare me
an absence of presence, should
the time come, but remember,
a sparrow may return to a nest
abandoned, that light still touches
those reaches outwardly empty.
A jay might seem raucous,
even crazed, but devoted,
still, to those it holds dear.
Dotage to its extremes.
In catching up with my reading after last week’s absence, I found derelict, Kerfe Roig’s (method two madness) response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. Her poem took me in this direction.
Image source: Blue Jay, © Maria Corcacas/PFW via The Cornell Lab of Ornithology
Sue’s Original Photo Prompt
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Thank you for sharing this, Sue.
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My pleasure, Ken.
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