This is in response to a photo prompt/meme posted by Shawn at Shawn L. Bird on Monday. The title isn’t very clever, but it provides some context that’s lacking if you don’t have the photo as a reference. Suggestions and comments welcome!
Robin at Montserrat
bit of parti-colored fluff on a rocky ledge cares
nothing for the travelers on this pilgrim way, intent
rather on insects stirred by their passing, dusty votives
for the wide-mouth choristers who clamorously intone
the offices of her days — their stuffed silence the peace
she seeks, their bulging craws the benediction
over which she folds when evening’s chill sets in
The Daily Compost 
“dusty votives
for the wide-mouth choristers who clamorously intone
the offices of her days” – lovely!
I can tell you’ve been there…
(right?)
Thank you! And yes, I’ve been there. Still am — the voices are deeper but just as clamorous.