pondering


sitting quietly
amid bare trees,
pondering
early morning
fast food

12 comments:

Shakespeare said...

Funny how the end suggests sudden movement. I like the shift in this one. Much is accomplished in very few words.

Naquillity said...

good morning Shakespeare~ just after taking this picture i watched the hawk flutter his wings and knew he was getting ready to move. sure enough, he swooped down onto the ground as though he'd captured his morning breakfast. never saw him again after that. so i assume he finished his breakfast off elsewhere. glad you liked the poem. have a great day.

Carver said...

Lovely winter scene. You've been in my thoughts. Hope you are doing ok.

Kat Mortensen said...

There is just something about hawks; you feel their presence rather than see them straight off. They are so imposing.

Kat

Rambling Woods said...

I too like the shift...you are very good....I hope you are doing Ok...I know this is such a hard time for you. Hopefully your photos and prose will be an outlet for you...hugs..Michelle

Al said...

Very pretty. I hope you're doing okay, you're in my prayers.

ms pie said...

just happen to come by for a visit... it is as simple as that isn't it... poetically beautiful and photo captures as if a reflection in the water.. one to the other... as others have stated you and your family are in my prayers, here in spirit alongside you... and yes, more hugs..

Rose said...

Let us know how things are going...

BTW, Love this one, too.

Kateri said...

Your little poem sums it up. We don't see many hawks around here for some reason.

Mary said...

wow...that's a big hawk out there! Your poem captures the scene well.

Kay said...

Wonderful poem. I remember Coopers Hawks from my neighborhood in Illinois. Fast food? Love it!

lisaschaos said...

lol - it seems so barren but also so peaceful and it looks like you have feathered company.