Purple Finch at the Garden Feeder – a poem by M.J. Iuppa

Purple Finch at the Garden Feeder

Scamp of a bird
…………….once seen, rarely

forgotten: head
…………….dipped in red table

wine— birthmark
…………….that won’t fade.

He picks his favorite seeds
…………….& pitches the rest, letting

them fall among snow’s
……………………..flecks of

light & his shadow
………super-imposed

…………………silhouette—
…………………head tipped back, trilling

spicy whole notes, brighter
than one’s yielding heart.

M.J. Iuppa ‘s fourth poetry collection is This Thirst (Kelsay Books, 2017).For the past 30 years, she has lived on a small farm near the shores of Lake Ontario. Check out her blog: mjiuppa.blogspot.com for her musings on writing, sustainability & life’s stew.