Posted in Leaves on the Poet Tree

Shook While Blogging (Upon Further Reflection)

reading posts
reflection
pondering the stuff of life
i am startled by a bang
a bird hitting the window
mistaking
reflection
for the real sky

i quickly put my glasses back on
to see it fly away
for which i am
grateful
that it did not die
it and i
both shaken

knowing that i
too often
am content
to window shop
when i could be
in flight

(upon further
reflection)