To Fly – a poem by Shawn Aveningo Sanders

To Fly

I sit at my computer
day after day
the blue light
a slow flicker
before tired eyes

From the corner
of my eye I spy
the flicker of Anna’s throat
a flash of ruby thrum-hum
seeking new nectar

Playful nuthatch
hanging upside down
on the feeder’s metal mesh
gorges himself
on sunflower seeds

The house-husband finch
at home on his perch
shows me his bright
red crown, waits for me
to praise his beauty

At the end of the day
a sharp pain shoots
behind my shoulder blade
I’m ready
to release my wings and fly


Shawn Aveningo Sanders started out as show-me girl from Missouri and after a bit of globetrotting finally landed in Portland, Oregon. She is a widely published poet who can’t stand the taste of coconut, eats pistachios daily and loves shoes—especially red ones! ( Shawn’s work has appeared in over 130 literary journals and anthologies. She’s a Pushcart nominee (2015), Best of the Net nominee (2017), co-founder of The Poetry Box, managing editor for The Poeming Pigeon, and winner of the first poetry slam in Placerville, California (2012). Shawn is a proud mother of three and shares the creative life with her husband in the suburbs of Portland, Oregon.

1 Comment

  1. Love those birds outside your window, Shawn! Great work!


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