This piece appears today in The Herald (Glasgow, Scotland). Good to have a wheen of readers across the nation.
Level to my car carapace eye
Five robin body lengths away
The blackbird guzzles yellow jewels.
Stuck as the rush of bipeds with bags
Goes by this atavistic duel
He eyes me as shoppers pass, motors run.
A yellow ocular rim gives his stare power
Mine bigger, less focused, mindful of the other.
Swallowing the berry orbs offered
He yields not a bit.
Relents to the green interior
His adversary is moving:
A fawn-coloured Mini has muscled in
Into a queue fat with the unnatural fuming.