How stirring, the seagulls’ cries from the Claggett Creek wetlands behind the houses facing north along Verda Lane. I heard their voices several times yesterday, both morning and afternoon, borne, like the scent of home-cooking, on the southwest breeze. Add to this, winging toward them at dawn, the great blue heron, silent, generally alone, though occasionally in the spacious company of another of its kind. I can almost see the wake formed by their long wings, and the ripples as they gradually lessen, like these thoughts, as they die away.
July 24, 2019
So Sudden the Bird In Flight
So sudden the bird in flight;
and how alike, the mind, the sky.
Recently Banned Literature, June 4, 2014
Categories: New Poems & Pieces, Recently Banned Literature
Tags: Claggett Creek, Diaries, Flight, Herons, Journals, Poems, Poetry, Seagulls, Thoughts, Walking
