Look,
how graceful,
how the hawk
circles, soars,
floats a thermal
while a lizard
and squirrel
scurry below.
Have you learned about the food chain? I once read a statistic from the LA Zoo that only one in every 1,000 bird eggs reaches maturity. They advised if you found a baby bird out of its nest, to leave it alone. I also think there are 1,000 poems written for every one that gets published.
Today's poem is a reminder that there are pluses and minuses in every event. It was beautiful for me to see the soaring hawk; it wasn't beautiful for the lizard or squirrel. Can you think of other examples? Can you try writing a poem about it?
Try beating the odds and leave your poem in the comments section below. Have a fun weekend.
Hi Joy,
ReplyDeleteIt's not original but what came to mind:
Look up,
Look down,
Look all around
Prey scurries on the ground.(original last line)
Yup,
Deleteif the roadrunners
or snakes
don't get you--
the hawks will.
Poor lizard.
Well done, Linda.
Don't worry about being original, look at "found poems." Those are the words of someone else shaped into a poem by a poet who claims them for a poem.
Thank you for sharing your poem.