past my open window,
wild turkey brood
from an in-between world—
they sleep in trees at night.
The wild turkeys around here are so shy that I can only take photos from far away, sometimes through a window. If I open the door they run away. The photo here shows part of a family that includes more babies and another adult who took up the rear.
I wrote this tanka thinking about the writing of Tagami Kikusha (1753-1826) featured in the July 21 On the Road prompt. If you like writing or reading haiku and related forms, you may enjoy Suzanne’s essays on this prompt site. There are no time limits for participation.