Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Ode To A Duck

on May 10, 2016

Oh! Look at you, you web-footed wonder
Sun making brilliant your splendid green helmet.
Parting pond water you glide through the lilies.
Seeking your dinner you turn acrobatic
Head tips under water, tail feathers point skyward
You’ve spied tiny fishes that suit your palate.
You take to the air for postprandial flying
Loudly you quack, sound unmistakable.
You begin your descent to land on the water
Braking, your web-feet send up a spray
Water droplets turned rainbows by slant of the sun.
You swim to shore and waddle away.
Dear Brother Duck, to you a good day.

10 responses to “Ode To A Duck

  1. Sixeighty says:

    I can see this in a kids poetry book…

  2. M Chaillot says:

    Marvelously fun–easy to see the scene you’ve painted.

  3. vivachange77 says:

    Thanks for your comment. Glad you enjoyed the Duck.

  4. Ha ha. I like the postprandial. What inspired the ode?

    • vivachange77 says:

      Thanks. I was assigned to write an ode in the creative writing class. There was a large pond I walked by on the way to the Craft House everyday that had Mallard ducks swimming in it. I felt like writing something light and the duck came to mind. I haven’t used “postprandial” on my blog before. Fun word. It just came to me from my fowl muse.

      • hbsuefred says:

        I was actually inspired to look up the definition of postprandial! Did you already know that word? If so, how?

      • vivachange77 says:

        I learned the word from a life time of reading. This is the first time I’ve used it in a sentence. It just came to me writing my ode to a duck.

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