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
- Ольга Высотская – Я зубы стисну, губы закушу
- Аля Кудряшева – Поперек
- Вера Звягинцева – Шафрановым загаром
- A man toiled on a burning road by Stephen Crane
- Application For A Driving License by Michael Ondaatje
- What Is Woman But A Song! by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- By Candlelight by Sylvia Plath
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Мой сад
- A Port Of Refuge Agleam With The Aura Of Love by Walter William Safar
- A Net to Snare the Moonlight by Vachel Lindsay
- Hora Cero by Manolo Arriola
- Олег Бундур – Вовка дразнит Свету
- Robert Burns: O Wert Thou In The Cauld Blast:
- He is more than a hero by Sappho
- Olney Hymn 43: Prayer For Patience by William Cowper
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).
