Wednesday, 18 March 2009

Grackles by Robert Demaree

Persuaded by a bogus theology,
Believing that God inhabits all things,
We have at length given in to the grackles.
No longer do I tap at the window
Lest they devour seed meant for the goldfinches,
Who can take care of themselves.
The grackles cast an oily, blue-black glance:
You put up bird feeders? We’re birds! Where’s the problem?
Sadly, I no longer argue.
With the squirrels, though, it’s a different matter

Robert Demaree, USA


Crafty Green Poet said...

Robert Demaree is the author of three collections of poems, including Fathers and Teachers, published April 2007 by Beech River Books. The winner of the 2007 Conway, N.H., Library Poetry Award, he is a retired school administrator with ties to Georgia, North Carolina, Pennsylvania and New Hampshire, where he lives five months of the year. He has had approximately 400 poems published or accepted by 100 periodicals. For further information see

Anonymous said...

That is supercool. I enjoyed it immensley, especially the ending. Still grinning,