Another repost from last summer’s Nature Insight series.
The Thrush
for the moment
without a song,
walked the path
with a purpose
she had all along.
She meant
to crack that snail
so hard to crack;
who would’ve thought
all she should do
was give it a
whack.
Whack, wallop, whack!
Whack, wallop, whack!
Such strength to pretend;
Whack, wallop, whack!
Stand back, stand back!
Have a go again!The thrush
for the moment
found a new song,
flying off with
a meal she knew
she had all along.
Copyright by DM Denton 2011
(Author’s note: Just had a little fun writing this inspired by long ago scribbled words.)
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Published on July 19, 2012 14:13