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
- Ask Me No More poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Effigiem Oliveri Cromwell poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Children Are Like Water by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- Dolphin by Robert Lowell
- Василий Казин – Ну, тебя ль, далекая
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 22. Let Erin Remember the Days of Old. Томас Мур.
- Владимир Луговской – Баллада о пустыне
- To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin
- Hyla Brook by Robert Frost
- Kumarakom (after the boat tragedy) by Shreekumar Varma
- Robert Burns: On My Ever Honoured Father:
- Наум Коржавин – Как ты мне изменяла
- Владимир Костров – Срок настал, московская богема
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Ифигения в Авлиде («Ифигения-жертва») (перевод)
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
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).
