Been trying to write a poem about my symbolic spirit bird for ages. This isn’t it, but it will have to do for today.
*****
the grey heron, alone
feet in
silt
still
silent
neck
tucked into
permanent
question mark
always
seeking
the answers
to muddy truths
*****
Lovely. Simple and effective. The heron is such a special bird. Jen
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