Gray and still,
heron stands silent
in shadowed
woods; magic,
nature’s grace creates–and I
am gladly bewitched
by beauty,
quiet elegance
of creatures
birds and deer
caring nothing for me, yet
wanting existence.
Do they know
love–or is it fear
that guides their
daily lives?
Mother bird cares for her chicks,
perhaps that’s enough.
A shadorma sequence for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. I saw a heron, deer, and turkeys today during my morning walk. I struggled to get the prompt words in, and then it seemed to need more. I think I was ready to just keep on going with this to see where I’d end up, but I’m sure readers are happy I did not. 😏
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Fitting words about the heron.
Thank you, Frank!
Nicely done, Merril. I enjoyed your photos on Instagram!
Thank you, Jill! 😀
Merril, this is so lovely. I felt like I was there walking with you. I saw the photo of the turkey. I’ve never seen one that close up in the wild. Great shot! ❤
Thanks so much, Colleen. We have lots of turkeys around here. There was another one running around in the grass, but I couldn’t get a photo.
You have turkeys, we have road runners and quail. 😂
Ahh–well, I’ve never seen those. I’d love to see a roadrunner.
I liked the wandering and wonderings of this😊. Love or fear that guides their daily lives… Interesting question😊. Nicely done Merril.
Pat
I liked the wandering and wonderings of this😊. Love or fear that guides their daily lives… Interesting question😊. Nicely done Merril.
Pat
Thank you very much, Pat!
Coming upon a heron unexpectedly always causes me to stop and hold my breath, wanting the moment to last.
Yes. I also get that feeling with deer.
Yes, so do I.
I love the rhythm of shadorma, particularly in sequence. Just lovely. (K)
Thank you so much, Kerfe!
I, for one, would not have complained had to gone one further 😉
This was lovely. Every time I come upon a heron, I just stand in awe..
Thank you, Dale. ❤️
I don’t know what it is about them. I think I often see them in shadowed places–so perhaps there’s something about the quiet and stillness, too.
This is true. They do hide in the shadows and bring a stillness to us, too.
Grieving post bereavement pigeons in our garden have given us two separate examples that they do experience love. You put the question so beautifully
Thank, Derrick. And thank you for that observation, too. Poor pigeons. I’ve read about geese mourning their dead mates.
A very sensory shadorma, Merril. I’m pondering the question.
Thank you very much, Marian. It’s good to ponder.
Impressive shadorma
Thank you very much, Jude!
Always Merrill
😀
I agree that herons are a bewitching sight. When I see one, it seems to be challenge to see who can stay still the longest.
Thanks, Ken. I would like to see you and a heron having that challenge. 😏
I look forward to the next opportunity.
😀
Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide Traci Kenworth YA Author & Book Blogger for all Genres as well as craft books and commented:
Lovely!
Thank you very much!
You’re welcome, Merril!
So sweetly innocent sounding.
Thank you. 😀
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