Mockingbird hops across my trailer’s roof
its claws the size of a fingernail paring
……………scratch vibrations
across thirty feet of sheet metal
push a seed around to break its shell
and breakfast with me and this poem
Mockingbird hops across my trailer’s roof
its claws the size of a fingernail paring
……………scratch vibrations
across thirty feet of sheet metal
push a seed around to break its shell
and breakfast with me and this poem
Jedediah Smith 
An imagist delight! I can picture William Carlos William smiling as he reads this one. Well done!
Exactly
Thank you, kind words!
Excellent! I like the idea of breakfast with a mockingbird and poetry 🙂
Nice! I can see that mockingbird on your roof! Well done!
Sharing breakfast with a bird, nothing better.
Now this is immediate, Jedediah – I felt like I was there! It’s amazing to think that little claws can make such a noise.
that scraping sound – so clearly imaged – aah! the mockingbird reference makes it all more poignant. Bravo – a great write
thanks!
This is just to say / a mockingbird ate / all of my poem / for breakfast. / Forgive me / Couldn’t resist.
So cold!
This is the 1st thing I read this morning…Talk about tasty breakfasts, worthwhile breakfast companions… Wow. THANKS
I love how this little bird is made large in your day and in your poem.
Mockingbirds do like human company. (K)
A tasty breakfast for all.