Doug Blair

Rookie - 158 Points (April 6,1951 / London, Ontario, Canada)

Killdeer Con - Poem by Doug Blair

Yes, Dad,
I will follow you.
Away from nest,
Away from harm.
Doing what you
Always do.
Drawing fire
With false alarm.
Chattering ill
To catch my ear.
Shivering wing,
And staggering rear.
Feigning weakness
At the threat.
(Beast of prey
Or fowler’s net.}
Yards and yards
From panting young.
You lead along.
‘Til the risk
Is neutralized.
Then the burst,
The wing, the skies.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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