Party at the Pelican's...Finally, a pome

[tamaravining]

Party at the Pelican’s



all the brown pelicans
had a party that day

we had seafood on the pier

enjoying the view
when the first flew by

I had never seen
more than one at a time

I thought in passing
how lucky am I
to see a brown pelican
so close fly by

wings beat slow
feet pulled up
graceful

a slow brown arc

but then, two more
then a lot!
we couldn’t believe how many

they didn’t stop!

and then, all turned
at a point in the sky
away from us
heading out and away

amazed
we gestured, “Look!” and “See!”
and we theorized
how they must be

going to a party
out there in the bay
to a secret place
known only to they

that you could only get to
if you knew the way
and had you been born
a brown pelican

* Sigh.*

(perhaps on that island
way over there
my mind’s eye could see them dancing
tribal, in pairs

as the sun went down
dancing into the night
meeting every year
on this certain day)


2/16/2009
[this might not be done yet...]

Comments

[athenais.livejournal.com]

I like this so much. And it was a sight worthy of a pome!

[tamiam.livejournal.com]

Now I am hungry for seafood.

[redbird]

May I share this with cattitude?

[tamiam.livejournal.com]

Yes. Thanks for asking. Be my guest!

[cynthia1960.livejournal.com]

*applause*

[tamiam.livejournal.com]

*bows*

[fastfwd.livejournal.com]

You're a genuine poet. I envy you.

[tamiam.livejournal.com]

I was wondering where you were. I wasn't posting for awhile, and am just reading through some of your recent stuff. This was a silly thing, but it kept nagging at me until I wrote it down. Hah. At least something got down.