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My bay window acts as a cage, where they flit inside puzzled limbs of an anticipant crab, that stoic shuns a stiff blast without bend but for brittle stems sent. In an instant, dawn tittered melody becomes a din. A sparked sun no longer ekes out beneath dimming clouds. Mrs. Red Breast fat flops down on dull turf. Plump puffed, she stops, cocked head, darts side-to-side. A skip-hop dance, pauses, bounces back. Nothing yanked, heavily she flutters up to the budding maple’s rigid arm. Clouds now full thick, roll in, lower and glare at me in my recliner, my container, as Red beelines it from her haven; shouting she goes, the last fowl sound before a distant grumble. Light escapes this soft lounge when the porch is first to report. It strikes fast, comes again, thickly applies as a crop duster to empty street. A rush dashes to the corner grate. The feck begins, ends, sends more, as if a child grips and spins a tap. But roof and gutters cannot conceal echos of metal and oily black skins pelted, now steady receiving seasonal torment. I’ll be here for hours and reminds — wear a thicker garment under this throw. 4.17.22 32 lines, free verse 8.14.22 revised Title: double meaning Taboo Words April 2022 Prompt: APRIL SHOWERS taboo words: water, drench, weather, cold, shower or any derivatives of these words |