The ibis are back;
they visited often this past winter
Then, for a while, I didn't see 'em;
now they've come 'round again.
I like how the ibis fly
high in the Florida sky
With neck and legs
outstretched; in lines
Better yet I love to watch
them graze the ground
Stick legs vaguely reminiscent
of flamingos; smaller though
And white; they forage with long,
downcurved beaks and reddish feet
Behaving like tropical pigeons,
sort of
"Croo, croo, croo.."
I don't know all their secrets;
what deep instincts beckon these birds
To there or here, but I'm pleased
whenever the ibis are near
I like to view them as
a portent of good fortune.
A contest entry
- little things by Randomly Beautiful.
300 points, ended July 4, 2008, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - #108 Turn silver to gold by daviscth.
300 points, ended July 14, 2008, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I enjoyed the imagery in this wonderful poem. Thank you for posting it in my contest.
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Nice write. Nice imagery.
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Ah, if the ibis could enjoy your words,
know that you view them with such interest!
Another poem from Olivia,
another bird watching lesson.
Aesthete
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Beautiful write. Nice imagery in this. Liked the part about the birds. I always take it as a good sign that the weather is getting warmer when the birds fly back up north. Thanks for sharing and best of luck in the contest.
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