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Winter Bullfinch

inch by inch
the cold creeps in
bullfinch feathers
fluff out

by and by
he’s perched up high
on denuded twigs of 
grey

row on row
red berries
grace the bush
like scarlet pearls
glinting
in the dark
of winter’s
day

the bird
puffs up
his scarlet robe




—Lesley Scoble, February 2026

Written in response to Sadje’s #Whatdoyousee Photo Prompt #328. The photo is by Daniil Silentav.
Thank you, Sadje for the beautiful inspiration.
And thank you, dear reader, for spending time with my poem.