Bluebirds

Today's haiku:

Rain slips off feathers                                                       

and leaves no mark, let cursing      
words slip off my heart.       


I've been watching the bluebirds this winter. They posed for some pictures.
 

No more room at the table.          

            Sit and wait your turn.

 Who said I need a bath?

I'm divin' in!

You're not clean yet!

What are you lookin' at?

Shower stall.

Doesn't everyone sing in the shower?

Blow dried.