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
- Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare
- Song—Bessy and her Spinnin Wheel by Robert Burns
- A Conceit by Maya Angelou
- on our conditioning by Raj Arumugam
- A Crazed Girl by William Butler Yeats
- Do You Remember 1914 Grandad? by Steve Sant
- Огюст Барбье – Рафаэль
- A Morning Letter by Stevens Cadet
- Владимир Костров – Не банкира, не детей Арбата
- Иннокентий Анненский – Гармония
- Иван Бунин – Безнадежность
- Magi by Sylvia Plath
- The Wheel by William Butler Yeats
- At Long Last
- Beautiful Aberfoyle by William Topaz McGonagall
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
