Over Head
Lying in the hammock, searching for my words,
I come up with nothing, so I consult the birds.
They lift up off my trees to circle in a ring
as though they’re reconnoitering every single thing.
Swooping to partake of swirling clouds of gnats,
eying all my fruit trees, teasing both the cats,
who, crouched up on the roof, dream culinary wishes—
far above their heads, those tiny feathered fishes
far out of their reach, but so mesmerizing that
they far exceed temptation of squirrel or of rat.
Cats find bird movements insolent, drifting high up there.
Such an outrê thing to do, floating in the air!
Prompt words today are consult, insolent, outré and reconnoiter.
Just love the words accompanied by the soaring frigates; and, of course, seeing the cat’s eye her culinary quest!
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Haha! This is wonderful Judy!
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Birds, cats, gnats and rats all on their daily quest for life and food. What an imaginative and great poem. Well done, Judy.
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Thanks, Mason. I guess everything in nature ultimately oils down to the food chain.
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It sure does. people never realise when they hunt animals to extinction the knock on effect is more animals becoming extinct when their food source is gone or the missing creatures effect on the habitat is gone allowing something else to come in and annihilate in place. Its a bad circle.
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I love how the mind travels from the birds overhead to the norm of the cats and their prey! A wonderful, flighty oem, Judy!
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Thanks, Janet. Fun where writing takes us.
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You weave such interesting mind pictures Judy! Great use of the word today!
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Thanks, Melanie. I love your description of my poem.
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Poor earthbound puddies.
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