11.20 Lone Great Blue

11.20 Lone Great Blue
(My attempt at an Ovillejo:)

Across the creek no bird sings;
Why have wings
I wonder is there some cruel knot –
if they cannot
be used to take one to a warmer Eden
give you freedom?
Is there justification to be stuck in this season?
In the middle of November still –
seeing the heron, still gives me a thrill
Why have wings if they cannot give you freedom?

©JP/dh
With thanks to introducing the form and further explanation;
Please see:
Debi’s : Magical Thirteen

Notes: I saw ‘him’ yesterday around noon.
I truly thought the Heron would have migrated by now.
Perhaps he has made a nest in the tall dead plant life
across the creek that borders the end of my yard?

“Great blue herons, those tall gray waders that patrol streams and lake shores, are a puzzle. They are abundant along the Florida and Gulf coasts in winter, and yet there are always a few that winter as far north as Ohio, Pennsylvania and West Virginia. As long as open water remains, their favorite food — fish — is abundant.”

 

Also there is a syllable count – but I forgot about that this round.

 

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3 thoughts on “11.20 Lone Great Blue

  1. Since this form – as are most “controlled poetic forms” are a mystical blank to me – I reserve the right to say – This is Awesome!

    A truly interesting and somehow serene piece that reflects on the wonder and beauty of the heron – as well wading deeper into creation ideas and practicalities etc. There is a lovely philosophical twist to this. I just love it 😀

    • You are very kind to overlook my faults and give me credits.
      I’d also like to put this at my ‘B’ site – I haven’t yet as my little one arrived.

      I did attempt to take some photos out my ‘picture’ window. I think though if and when I blow them up the heron will be a tad blurry.
      So odd to see him still here. Though I went looking to find info and in some of the photos there are herons shown in the snow.
      So maybe he will not migrate at all? I found the following:

      “Great blue herons, those tall gray waders that patrol streams and lake shores, are a puzzle. They are abundant along the Florida and Gulf coasts in winter, and yet there are always a few that winter as far north as Ohio, Pennsylvania and West Virginia. As long as open water remains, their favorite food — fish — is abundant.”

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