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