Still Stilts



I never tire of the Heron
Great Blue, grand bird
Still on the shore stalks
Breakfast in the morn

Calm killer
Collects morsels
Down they go, smooth
Perhaps a wriggle
In vain, they lose

And he waits
For his next course
Stealth ninja hides
On stilts,
Gray cloud feathers

Keen eye like eagle

I spy

 

~ Em C.

4.5.17

  • Photo by me
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