Today at the dVerse Poets Pub, we are to write a poem about anticipation, waiting, or hoping.


Delicate snowflakes swirl

and sparkle in mid-day sun,

dusting her feathers a

diaphanous silver glaze.

 

among the frozen foliage

her mate finds her

and gently shields her with a

massive wing

 

puzzled as the snow

where she lie turns pink, then red

he huddles closer

and waits. He waits for

 

a heartbeat, a flinch

a breath, a sound —

any sign of life.

Still, he stays

 

and he waits with

a protective wing

over her lifeless body.

Never leaving

 

as the sun sets

and the snow keeps falling.

 

25 Comments

  1. kaykuala

    and he waits with a protective wing
    over her lifeless body. Never leaving

    Where love persists even little animals or birds are bound by instinct to extend a helping hand not really knowing the consequences. Humans fail to learn from the animal world! Wonderful write Susan!

    Hank

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