you told me you were a bird watcher, 
a wanderer in the woods with an eye for

wings fluttering among 
the branches and phone lines

i wonder if you would notice me 
if i became a bird

if i grew a beak and glorious plumage, 
feathers cascading down my bare body 

would you finally see me then, 

catch my eyes still barely human
squinting at you 

from the leaves 
high above your head? 

Day 6 of NaPoWriMo! Today’s prompt: Today’s (optional) prompt is ekphrastic in nature – but rather particular! Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem from the point of view of one person/animal/thing from Hieronymous Bosch’s famous (and famously bizarre) triptych The Garden of Earthly Delights

I didn’t quite do an ekphrastic, but I suppose it could be considered one. I pulled from this portion of the image specifically:

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