There was a heron
Standing beside a goldfish pond
Motionless and quiet
Eyeing darting fish
Streaks of dashing gold.
There was a heron
Who flew away
Slowly on flapping wings
Leaving an empty pond
Carrying goldfish in its belly.
this is a really nice poem colin i like the view its set. norah
A ' still hunt ' poem. Excellent use of words like ' perched upon ' and beautiful images. Well contemplated and well written.
Fantastic! I enjoy so much from reading your beautiful poem...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem, sir. It has a great depth to it. Allegories and analogies unwritten, though amazingly expressed. Thank you.