POEM: Black Skimmer

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Black Skimmer

Dusk falls and the dance begins
I’ve watched his body lob through the air
each wing stroke dragging him up an inch
saved from the fall

The stark orange of his mouth
competes with the fading light
And I stare mercilessly
Examining the strength of jaw

He comes bearing small gifts
disappointment
But his body is heavy
and strong

Tiny silver and gold offerings
Like a treasure I will hold
in my mouth
til it burrows deep

into my heart.

 

Click HERE to see the original post on National Geographic and hear the photographer’s story behind the shot!

Need a little more? Check out the Cornell Lab of Ornithology’s Article on this unusual bird (with bird calls and video)!