Red Bird

A red bird sits alone on a branch,
he sits alone, he does not sing.
It is a moment lost in time
black branch
blue sky
red bird.
There is no fruit upon the branch,
only a cankered pod
a knot of wood
and a bright red bird
who sits alone
silently watching.
By Michael Warren
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