RIC S. BASTASA


Who Am I? - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

I am a good mimic
Loud and vocal
I sing through
Your nights
When the moon is full
I have repertories
From 50 to 200 songs
I sing the loudest
In the twilights of
Early mornings
When the sun is
Still lazy on the horizon
I can communicate
Specific information
Harsh, raspy,
Shall my sound be
When I drive you
Out of my territory
I can make that
Wheezing noise
That chuck note
Some very piercing
Series of notes
When I defend
My family from
The hawk or the
Fierce Falcon.
I am always
A brave defender
Of my home-nest.

I am your
Mockingbird.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 12, 2008



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