through my binoculars. . .

by Mr. Darcy   Dec 2, 2020


the avocets are coming
i feel them on the wind
internal tapes are running
of the songs for me they sing

the avocets are coming
i can feel it in my heart
it's a pulsing and a beating
with the show about to start

the avocets are coming
like jewels hung in the air
a dozen birds a flying
to the wetlands over there

the avocets are coming
they grace the flooded land
with long legs blue and cunning
sifting silt along the sands

the avocets are coming
a show of black and white
a contrast that is striking
like those beaks - a pure delight

the avocets did come
with the rolling of waves
i soaked them up with winter sun
'til I see them once again

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Mr. Darcy
© 2020

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  • 3 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    there is a song "The ants go marching two by two harah harah"- I read this poem to the tune of that song :-)

    I love your poetry Michael, I always get a good vibe from it- this was a delight to read :-)

    • 3 years ago

      by Mr. Darcy

      aww, thanks. Claire and I were waiting for them to fly into the bay and the first line came to me. Thanks for reading - it means a lot to me x

  • 3 years ago

    by prasanna

    Wasn't aware of avocets until now, beautiful birds. Loved the repetition, and you certainly did them justice. Glad to see this nominated!

  • 3 years ago

    by Michael

    Beautifully done Mr D. They are incredible birds :)

  • 3 years ago

    by Everlasting

    I enjoyed the repetition of avocets. I had to look that words up and found they were birds. Though the poem gives that away lol. I just had to make sure.
    Well done with the rhymes. The poem was smooth and a delight to read.

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