Sunday, September 22, 2013

Sunday Whirl - A Perilous Journey

                                                                             Attribution: Brocken Inaglory
Image: Migratory Birds taking a Breather
Source: Wikimedia Commons (here)

The 12 words are:
apple claws clues cradle exile peering
pile secret rash spirits stories three

Peering through the leaves
stabs of the sun’s rays pierced
through the peaceful morning air

Revealing a secret rendezvous
of beautiful wild birds which
landed in threes making a bee-line
for the solace of a lake enveloped
with a blanket of mist so serene

Exiled within the cradle of greenery
and in high spirits, gliding and skipping
the water’s surface with the temerity
of rash abundance before landing chirping
with stories to tell of a tired journey

A crowded morning tacit in its desire
to draw clues as to what were there ahead
They laid back against a pile of drift-wood
made up of old apple trees with their
claws embedded in a tired stupor

To later continue their perilous endeavor
guided only by the natural instincts
befitting of migratory birds

Written for Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle #127 Shared with
Mary's hosting at Poets United's Poetry Pantry #168


  1. You've painted a serene scene, Hank. A lush write set in nature's beauty. Autumn resounds!

  2. They do have quite the journey every season and they sure know reason

  3. The migration of birds each year is such a wondrous miracle to me. Man could never accomplish such a feat. Well written, Hank.

  4. I always love a poem with birds in it. So well told, Hank!

  5. def like all the nature touches in this hank...nice visuals making it easy to see...and hear...

  6. A journey in the life of a bird..I'm with Sherry I always like a poem with birds..would be marvelous to fly.

  7. I really like your second stanza. I can see those birds and the lake. Great job.

  8. A lovely scene you have created, Hank.