“In the Middle”

 “In the Middle”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

In the middle

looking back brooding 

stopping to think

a full moon looming

accusing “Katydids” 

chirping crickets 

“Hoo-hoo-hoo-hooo!”

unusually cool nocturnes …

[Just Like That!]

 “[Just Like That!]

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

Just like that! rapidly taken aback in a flash 

too chancy sudden massings unmasked

verbatim passages on elevated platforms 

for the classic, “Just the facts” … 

“Wise Birds”

 “Wise Birds”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Wise birds/nocturnal/gifting of vision 

of the invisible/ symbols of mystery

insight/instinct/prophecy/strategy 

meditation/revelation/harbingers 

of change/finding inner strength 

in a nighttime space…

“For the Birds”

 “For the Birds”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

For the birds

cockamamie

murky and absurd 

uncertainties

tearing up

having succumbed 

to wanderlust …

“Shut-Eye”

 “Shut-Eye”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Shut-eye short sleep

catching some Z’s

as 40 winks

for cataloging memories 

like facts and stats

of napping drawbacks 

jet lag bugbears

and nightmares …

“Most Widespread”

 “Most Widespread”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Most widespread best-known 

mostly silent in flight 

groupings in communal roosts 

nuptial plumage single broods …

“A Scent on a Breeze”

 “A Scent on a Breeze” 

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

A scent on a breeze essence zest 

impression footsteps tenor temper 

semblance incense deep breaths…

“Tagging Horseshoe Crabs, Gorging Red Knots

 “Tagging Horseshoe Crabs Gorging Red Knots”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Tagging horseshoe crabs

gorging red knots 

as large as robins 

completing migration

from far far away 

gaining avian weight 

flying away completely elated 

celebrating sustained generations 

of  DNA “knotty” chains …

“Flirty Birdies”

 “Flirty Birdies”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Flirty birdies in gaggles/reenacting “goosey-goosey-gander”/high-strung ducks skedaddle/raucously calling, “quack quack quack”/attempting to evade unsatiable drakes/giving chase as skiddish hen chicks/quickly vamoose the coup/avidly being pursued/by spooning cock-a-doodle doing roosters/while lovey-dovey double quick pigeons/go “goo-gooing”/effusively “billing and cooing” …

“Room to Maneuver”

 “Room to Maneuver”

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Room to maneuver 

bypassing logjams 

marveling at subatomic particles 

averting debacles 

gaining confidence 

connecting delicate dot-to-dots 

mimicking knickknack shops 

of future promise 

ceramic swans clay geese honking …

“Masses of Voices”

 “Masses of Voices” 

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán 

Masses of voices

unfolding organically 

harmonies melodies

amazing beauty 

uneasiness to urgency 

dissonant unpredictability 

jubilantly ending ...

“ Not of the Same Type “ ...

” Not of the Same Type “

by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán

Not of the same type like larval instars
living in dissimilar habitats
and feeding on dissimilar foods
well worth following in the field
molting soft bodied pale-colored emergence
having overwintered the young resembling adults
varying in number chewing rasping sucking
dark colored humpbacked spittlebugs
lightly covered membranous seldomly collected
nearly always predaceous fast running dexterous
iridescent colorful rows of punctures
reared in large numbers common and abundant
antennae short and clubbed bent upward
tucked under touching soft winged powdery
margins of streams creeping ever so slowly...

“ Aiming “ ...

” Aiming “

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Aiming to keep the peace
developing increasing fragility
capturing primacy
heightening anxiety
carrying out poisonings
while asking for anonymity
due to sensitivities
once considered a sham
and a failure
yet ordered to congratulate
suffering punitive actors
as officials are banished
condemned to uphill battles
while releasing raw data
for supposed clean air and water
targeting discount stores
starting food wars
making it almost impossible
to stalk spoiled mating calls
while asking, “Are we alone now?”
having scouted for unknown microbes
stroke by stroke seemingly hopeless
toted notebooks cameras and spotting scopes
piloting decoded arial drones
as trees unchaotically control erosion
opening weathered envelopes
for heron and pelican feathers
neatly stacked on desks
in order to track contacting wetlands...