ode to an urban kingfisher
Sapphire
You’re a bright jewel against the ver-
Dance to the city’s beat, the eternal pulse
The low hum of a machine about to reach
Boiling point
Harbinger!
But gloriously overlooked
There is splendour for those who know
The refuge of your wings; the colour of
Your voice
Sing
You proud, blatant Echo
Your world does not sing with you: your ever-changing world
But even when it grows beyond you, don’t fret
For you will outlive them.
