She’s standing motionless, Tail erect, Feathers waiving
Looks intense too, Her eyes speak in silence
Close the distance, Quietly, Poised and ready
Expect it, Prepare to be startled
Glance back, She’s still stone, Heartbeats rising
Continue forward, One step then another
You hear it first, The sound unmistakable, Suprisingly loud
Spin to the left, One bird
Frantic wing beats, Quartering across, Feeling rushed
Mount and swing, Slap the trigger
Way behind, The others explode, Chaos
Too many, Can’t choose
That one, Cock bird, See the white
Swing through, Feels right
Dead Bird! Dead Bird!, Start the chant, Keep your mark
She delivers and wags, That-a-girl!
Black bars across a white breast, Beautiful bird, Not a feather out of place
She’s moving again
