for sophie and for ollie
inspecting momentarily
the visiting sulphur-crested cockatoos
leave our pine-tree for another, further down the hill
en masse, they fly towards and just above us,
their screeches, loud and unmistakeable
are full of enthusiasm and intent
some, slightly smaller in size, are silent
I wonder if they’re the understudies of the chorus
closely following flight-lines of their elder’s character and bravado
these beautiful creatures, so independently defined
raise a cacophony that exhilarates
every fibre of the soul and fills the heart with laughter
self-less, expanding and enraptured
I briefly lift to the massing of their flight:
a complete and joyful glimpse, of full participation
mchallis © 2014
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