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The Heron

for  my Father

My father is as noiseless as the bird,
Transfixed upon his pirouetting bob,
To angle fish his self-appointed job,
He speaks with silence. It is his every word.

Mirror to him, voiceless and unstirred,
The heron stiffens, ready to make hob
Among the flitting silver swimming mob.
Beaking his prey, he leaves the water blurred.

He rises like a spirit from the lake
to seek his nest, crowning a cypress tree,
At the utmost reach of my pursuing eyes.
Dad passed today. Contented with his take,
his creel pegged out, my father sought his quay
Eternal, at a height I can't surmise.

Copyright © Michael Higginbotham

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  1. Date: 8/24/2012 4:48:00 PM
    Your writing is excellent, you will be a treasure to read, keep writing my dear, I am enjoying your poems, hugs vie

  1. Date: 8/23/2012 9:24:00 AM
    Beautiful poem, Michael. I have known a few Higginbothams in my time, do you know Glen, Sherie, or June? Hugs, Catie :)

  1. Date: 8/23/2012 1:59:00 AM
    critique: very good poetry although your rhyme seems labored, lacking natural flow as if this piece took much thought and consideration to compose. Cindy L. Cayton

  1. Date: 8/23/2012 1:38:00 AM
    No mind. I'm sure he'll find a nice fishing spot wherever he may be. Another one I enjoyed, Michael. Thank you for sharing this gem. :)