Open Poetry #12 |
The Birds Domain |
Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Along the shore, the reed beds lie, where cattails stretch to reach the sky and many birds reside within, who raise their voice in merry din. Fleets of ducks and geese appear, with rafts of offspring they will rear, here upon these shallow lakes, until the autumn weather wakes a migratory yen and they will one day rise and fly away and as I watch them disappear, their haunting cries drift to my ear. The loons though, stay the whole year long. We often hear their manic song and see the handsome black and white of feathered forms, or catch the sight of herons, wading stoically, or standing, staring hungrily into the water at their feet, in hopes there'll be a fishy treat. This is the birds domain and so, we show respect each time we go, for though their lives hold us in thrall, we are intruders, after all. Previously published on The Poetic Link Betty Lou Hebert [This message has been edited by Trillium (edited 03-23-2001).] |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
What a beautiful homage to water birds, enjoyed the read very much! Corinne |
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Packratmike Senior Member
since 2001-02-25
Posts 632California, USA |
Excellent.....faultless rhyme and meter. Very nice read. Mike |
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