A Cheeky Conversation

Poem Number Four

A Cheeky  Conversation

Such a sweet little bird

hovered at my window

so close that I

could see the slant of

darkly lit

bright eyes

as she peered through the glass

Cocking and turning her dainty little head

on a pivot

as if asking me a question

I was hooked

So I smiled

stood still

Afraid to disconnect from the conversation.

And her elongated beak

stretched

almost as long as her head

opened and closed,as if engrossed

eating some tasty morsel.

Unexpectedly

she turned and

lifted her cute little ass

then -pooed

And I swear that

before she gathered her wings and flew

I saw her look back

angling her head

across her body

lifted her head

and threw me a little

conspiratorial wink.