Dull No More
a dull bird sits on the patio
under the lawn chair
taking refuge from the wind
no flashes of bright
gold blue or cardinal red
on breast or back
just a boring brown bird
with shifty eyes and a short beak
legs that look as though
they shouldn’t even bear his weight
he hops sideways back and forth
trying to keep warm
the sun breaks through
a hole in scudding clouds
he breaks into song
dull no more
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