Bird Feeder

a squirt of fluff
flitting somehow
so off-the-cuff
tween branch and bough

scruffled necks
quivering quills
sudden pecks
from busy bills

a nibbled nut,
a sprightly hop,
a cocky strut
as seed shells drop

a flutter of flight
a beady eye
a patch of white
caught on the fly

a chirp, a dart
superb acrobatics
from lords of the art
of aerodynamics

taking off, hitting brakes
in a flash of blue,
no number to take,
or lengthy queue

no schedules to face
no Tower's decisions
on allotted airspace…
yet zero collisions

no cancellations
no union pickets
no reservations ,
no gates, no tickets

the rest rooms are large
(one can pee over ponds)
and there's no extra charge
for carry-ons

no curbs on rights,
or independence,
no detoured flights
no flight attendants

no top-down solutions,
no rigid rules;
and no pollution
from fossil fuels

air flight controllers
totally stumped:
no drunks, no smokers
and no one gets bumped

sublime atmosphere
first class status
the air is clear
and the meals are gratis