Wild Turkeys


Wild Turkeys

You don’t expect to see wild turkeys
wandering the manicured lawns
of this small, middle-class town,
but there they are:

teal-headed, with bright red gorgets,
brown-feathered sides, shimmering pink,
their fabulous tails fanning open around them,
now suddenly enlarged,

then sleeking back down as they move
with speed over the ground, into the pine trees,
seven of them, gobbling like an old-timey,
honky-tonk band: strange

angels of God’s latest ragtime miracle,
something beautiful like a parable.

by Jane Beal


One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Rudy on March 29, 2015 at 4:12 pm

    Omi just saw this and really liked the good shot.


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