Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem. So funny. On my walk today through Cole Park I found the neighborhood turkeys silently pecking the newly mowed lawn. Usually they are strutting and stuttering as they walk along the boulevards, but here, they were stepping and pecking in silence.
So, a poem.
Poetry
Turkey Trot
step, peck
step, peck
one looks
all aroundstep, peck
step, peck
all turn
all aroundwait—
left, right?
which way?
what’s that
on the ground?step, peck
Sheri Edwards
step, peck
turkey trot
not even a sound.
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