The grackle is a common place blackbird, i find them quite charming and elegant with their long extravagant tails. They skip on my wall, and swoop down when the lawn grass is freshly cut. Maybe they like the scent of cut grass. On the wall they are brave and curious at the same time. I never tire of looking at them. I talk to them sometimes, they draw nearer when they hear my voice. They whistle outside my closed window. I peek at them behind the closed panes.
a moon ripened -
in the eye of a grackle
a stare defiant
© gillena cox 2017
[a little water colour added]
[quick charcoal sketch]
Blog hopping today at
Week 45 Year 6
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Prompt Nights –
Attitudes are contagious, is yours worth catching – [38]
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