Macaw

with painted eye koi pond
plunged into the amphitheater
with three day shadow black

rhinoceros beak like that
gnarled tongue like that
 
glottis stop on the verge
not like this is how
I am going to lose you but this is
 
how I have lost you already, now
foot in mouth macaw
with pipe cleaner bumper bar
 
mustachio ara militaris
thick throated m mexicana
with kind of like presumptuous
 
leprechaun suited cobbler
foot on crank
grasping the last
 
hoarding your dollars
wings hunckered
emphysematic, you
 
squawking about drafts
while in my imagination
el guacamayo your
 
spread and sweep
not like this is how
I am going to lose you
 
pistachio and green apple
with golden and blue rider
yoked back flying, on Sunset
 
panhandling and Christ like
piñatas and red or throwing
stained glass and talavera, kitchen
 
benches and the whole enchilada
over the rail such colors we were
 
now mountain valley jungle pass


Rose.HunterRose Hunter is the author of [four paths] (Texture Press 2012), and to the river (Artistically Declined Press 2010). She is from Australia originally, lived in Canada (Toronto) for ten years, and now lives in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. She keeps a photo blog at rosesfotosdeldia.wordpress.com.
 
 
 
 
 
 


 
 
 

 

 

 

Rose Hunter