shopping for breakfast

I ride the magpie

my bird
trusty steed

no need for spur
only me
in the saddle
me
with the bridle
in hand

up wings

up wings

aloft
we rise
and then fly

above the neighboring houses

along the cavernous street

across the paved walk track
and through vacated skate-board park
to land

the magpie
explorer
now
fossicking for
a refuse bin breakfast

while I
with a short list
go in
to the shop

to purchase six crumpets
and a carton
of milk


© Frank Prem, 2017

September 2017 Poem #19: evolving without a picture

31/01/18

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