Tabernacle Choir
It's a pale cool night
in cold late Spring
on a bleak Great Lake
The buds are barely
in the distance
satellite dishes perch on roofs
so many scrawny blackbirds
In the park nearby
the sound of crows
the gaggles of geese
the flocks of seagulls
all other migratory
feathery friends
Together my early May choir
Steve Heins