Blackbird bath time

As I walked into ‘her patch’,
she sped away
from the watering bowl,

but only to rest, for a moment,
on the netting pole
in a vege bed
close by,
beady eyes
watching me ..
I invited her back
to her bath,
a mere meter away,
just a soft sideways glance,
holding my breath

she returned
and splattered
and splashed
ducking under,
fluttering and
time and time again
drops flying
not taking
that much notice
of me …

joy and delight,
a moment of freedom
and safety

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