Something Different...

I was recently visited by Denise at "An English Girl Rambles" http://anenglishgirlrambles.blogspot.com/

so of course went to visit her blog. What I found was a magical blog with beautiful photography, memories, wonderful poetry from the world's best poets and so much more.

In 2005 while in my Creative Writing college class I created a calender of bird poetry which was my final for that class.

The poems were written with children in mind but I've found that adults get quite a kick out of them as well.

So with Denise in mind, (this one's for you Denise), I thought I would post a poem every now and then.

Mallard

There's a drake in my pond

He's all by himself,

Why is he here everyday?

He paddles alone

for hours on end

and sometimes he flies away.

But he always returns

to my small little pond

the reason

I'm sure I don't know.

Until one day

he reveals to me

The reason that he didn't go.

His duck waddles out

from the thickest of weeds

with her nine little ducklings
in tow,

and my drake is so proud

and his duck quacks so loud,

so happy her family

to show!

By Eve Sweatman