A Poem by Joanna M. Weston

the pileated woodpecker
hammers his summer song
to a hunting beat
undetered by rain or wind

I listen and watch
as ants and insects
disappear to his rhythm

claws fixed in bark
black feathers sleek
arrogant crest nodding
to the throb of his beak

1 thought on “A SOUND OF SUMMER

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