Sunday, November 2, 2014

Poem of the day 11-2-14

The Bird Watcher's Wife

She begs him not
to go, to stay and not
risk it all. No one's
ever photographed
the Sicilian Vulture
Owl before. Dammit
Jim! It's suicide!

They both know how
dangerous it is. Climb
the sheer cliff face, hike
for 7 miles, spelunk
into a cave, swim
through the mazelike,
underwater caverns,
navigate the labyrinth,
befriend a dragon,
ride him over the mountains,
defeat a leprechaun in
battle of wits and riddles,
bring together the four
keys of Ahrman-Suk,
and finally make a blood
offering to the Goddess.

Is it worth it?
The red plumage,
only written about,
the arched neck, pointed
beak. The adventure of
a life time, probably
resulting in death.

He clutches her close,
sighs, and watches the
sun slowly set through
parted window blinds.

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