Cardinals

[billy]

i nive coffee cup view through the window.
nice and tight except an odd place, an enjoyable read indeed. i like the observations in the poem because it allows the reader to be a part of the poem by seeing the outside courtship.

Morning coffee blends
into my white cup, i think this line is too obvious and wonder is it needed at all?
throated and masculine;
a glass on the table
holds a bouquet of spoons a great image, i think all homes have a bouquet of cutlery in one form or another, ours is by the sink

Outside, snow and sky
glow the same blue,
bleached coldness; i like how blue and cold work together
I watch the male settle,
cracking sunflower seeds,
head turning, always,
the female a branch away

Certainty smiles at all of us this line feels contrived. i have no suggestion how to un contrive it though
until the two of them flit away,
frightened off by a world
filled with believable objects