The Egret
Stands
Poised at water’s edge
Watching
With steady gaze
For silver glint of fish to blaze
And briefly cut the surface
Of the pond
Unblinking
Barely breathing
He waits
With instinctive stillness
Time passes around him
But not for him
As he observes
The mirrored surface
And sees beyond his beauty
Cynthia Ann Conciatu, 1994
Stands
Poised at water’s edge
Watching
With steady gaze
For silver glint of fish to blaze
And briefly cut the surface
Of the pond
Unblinking
Barely breathing
He waits
With instinctive stillness
Time passes around him
But not for him
As he observes
The mirrored surface
And sees beyond his beauty
Cynthia Ann Conciatu, 1994
Marjorie Shuck Award, 1996
Florida State Poets Association
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5 comments:
Sees beyond his beauty ....obviously he is *not* a Narcissus...
Good thing - otherwise he'd starve!
Not a narcisistic feather on his body...Gorgeous poem and photo!
~Kalianne
Thank you Kalianne!
wow, beautiful poem that is!!
I didn't know you wrote poetry and an award too, how great is that!
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