wanting connection

an open embrace.                     sings the skylark
 or a shrug
                                                calls the stonechat
holding up the sky              flutes the cuckoo, flutes the cuckoo

hanging
these moist air curtains               lilts the warbler

just plain surrender                        pipes the chiffchaff

these pole sentinels                                   on the wing
await their live wires                            in the fields, on the budding branches
                    wanting that spark wanting connection.