Nestling
by Mark R Slaughter
When to summon the sky
Little nestling?
When to summon the sky?
And suffer the risk – abscond in dread –
The knowledge of sort that you’ll be dead
Upon a calamitous fall;
Or taken in flight – a hawkish pounce –
Demolished as prey; your fate pronounce
You gone and to never recall.
O when to summon the sky
Little nestling?
When to summon the sky?
Aborting a den with
Feathered bed,
Unwavering mother who
Saw you fed –
Surrendering all so
You may spread
Your reach of tentative wings!
‘Tis only instinct –
E’er the reason –
Forging life:
The Nesting Season
And the trials it brings.
So up and summon the sky
Little nestling,
Up! and summon the sky!
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Meeting by Wendell Berry
- The Gipsy Trail by Rudyard Kipling
- Yes, ’tis the pulse of life! my fears were vain!
- Низами Гянджеви – Ну, как живешь
- Нина Воронель – Гаданье
- Breaking and Entering by Ralph Angel
- Sonnet 5: Those hours, that with gentle work did frame by William Shakespeare
- The Doctor Will Return by Weldon Kees
- The Door Of Humility poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: Elegy On The Death Of Sir James Hunter Blair:
- honeycomb.html
- Domestic Peace by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Robert Burns: On The Birth Of A Posthumous Child: Born in peculiar circumstances of family distress.
- Олег Сердобольский – Мошка Машка
- Towards Break Of Day by William Butler Yeats
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Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
