Thursday Poem

Dios Miio—Say What?

Gus the parrot blasted into the treetops
like a feathered firecracker
with zero impulse control,
one eyebrow-feather lifted
with a you-have-got-to-be-kidding attitude.

He clicked his beak in judgment,
ruffled plumage with a flair,
then leaned in like a critic
unimpressed with the air.

A twig snapped.
“!Dios mio… SAY WHAT?!”

A cloud moved.
“!Dios mio… SAY WHAT?!”

His eyes bulged, his crest shot up,
whole body vibrating
like a tiny, outraged disco ball.

No one knew what he was reacting to.
Possibly nothing.
Possibly everything.

But there he was~
a neon blur of disbelief
shouting “!Dios mio… SAY WHAT?!”
at the entire universe.

by sara Etgen-Baker |
from
Poetry Soup
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