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Saturday, Summer Afternoon
 
Here, from my office window,
I watch the stream below,
so near are we to the river's mouth
that currents freely flow.

Afternoon, a sunny Saturday;
no humans walk these shores.
heat wave highs will keep them in
behind air-conditioned doors.

The water birds are not perturbed,
see how they swoop and dive,
catching fishy morsels
that their young may survive.

Huge pelican, so stately, white
with well-starched pinkish bill.
It's true, that great maw holds enough
that five more bills he'll fill.

Cormorant perches on a buoy,
stretching to dry those wings,
he needs to hold them out so long,
you'd think them tied with strings.

A cool breeze blows in from the south
and Sol softens his bite.
Soon human souls will venture out...
Shall I go too? Perhaps I might!




By cherryk

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