Sometimes the Prompt Is Good Company

Daily Prompt

The pups and I had all kinds of feathered company on our walk this morning. Put me in mind of one of my mama’s favorite poets, John Greenleaf Whittier:

from “What the Birds Said”

“The birds against the April wind
   Flew northward, singing as they flew;
They sang, “The land we leave behind
   Has swords for corn-blades, blood for dew.”

Make art about birds, about flying, about flight, about what the birds said.