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
- Tim Turpin by Thomas Hood
- What would I do without this world by Samuel Beckett
- Hunting Song by William Somervile
- Fragment of a Greek Tragedy poem – A. E. Housman
- Владимир Маяковский – Четвертый вывоз
- Омар Хайям – Чем пустыми мечтами себя донимать
- Огюст Барбье – Кола ди Риенци
- Омар Хайям – Кумир мой, вылепил тебя таким гончар
- Innermost One by Rabindranath Tagore
- Late, Late, So Late poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Dr. Blacklock: Ellisland, 21st Oct., 1789
- Water Strider
- Владимир Маяковский – Уймется Антанта… (РОСТА №571)
- Федор Сологуб – В лесу живет проказник неуёмный
- Hypatia by Stanley Wilkin
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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).
