Monday, September 9, 2024

Two Bumps on Logs

A seagull and anhinga sit

On logs next to the pier,

Perhaps preparing for a meal,

For fish are likely here.

 

They do a little grooming, but

They mostly seem to sit,

Though the anhinga opens up

His mouth a little bit.

 

As far as the anhinga goes,

I think that’s what it is.

My Google research said so;

I am not a birding whiz.

 

The seagull just flapped up and flew

And left his friend behind,

Although it doesn’t seem that the

Anhinga seems to mind.

 

It’s lovely sitting by the water,

Which a barge just churned

And, by the way, that seagull,

Just this minute, has returned.

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