The Birdbath
The first is like an imaginary vision
a tiny apparition, in three quick flashes,
landing, one sip, then disappearing,
sweet fairy wren.
Then, there is the brazen, full, plop
of the Currawong
raucous, self- proclaiming
with flapping ablutions.
And on exit, stealing one
of the floating silk lilies.
Suzanne Delaney is a retired Registered Nurse. A resident of Hawaii, USA she was born in Tasmania. She now has time to pursue her passion for writing poetry, creating collages and for traveling.
great descriptions
ReplyDeleteSuzanne, I really enjoyed your picturesque and well written poem. Thank you for sharing your talent that brought a smile to my face as I pondered the beauty of nature so well described.
ReplyDeleteCharlene
You have delighted me by your terrific writing here! I surely enjoyed reading this fantastic poem this evening my friend. What an amazing piece you have put together here, a very ingenious poem. Great work!
ReplyDeleteWell captured. Flighty yet substantial! Ralph
ReplyDeleteThankyou to ALL for your lovely comments.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate your kind words.
SuZ
Hi Suzanne! Enjoyed these flashes of a keen-eyed writer...and the contrast between two birds endowed with different characteristics, highlighted by the final couplet! Txs for sharing. ~~~ paul
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