Written for Paul Brookes' ekphrastic challenge - one poem a day in April 2021.
Pebble Bird
The pebble bird is brought to life
in magic sand and whistling wind.
He's not all there, he's merely half
a bird, one head, one eye, one wing.
He has two legs, now there's a plus!
But look, his legs do not have feet
so he won't walk, he'll just hold fast,
and silent is his pebbly beak.
His one eye stares up to the sky
where gulls of flesh and blood all wheel
and dip; he knows he'll never fly
and waits for time and tide to steal
his short and strange and magic life.
Then, just like us, he'll take his leave.
Tim Fellows 2021
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