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Kingfisher
"Look around and see how birds and animals disclose the secrets of self survival and display how their bodies are streamlined to excel in their art"- By Poet In the twisting tangle of the mangrove Where eye can’t see beyond leaves Sits a kingfisher, very alert, Without the smallest quirk or quiver. Its wings are bluer than the blue skies, And body brighter than the brightest gold. It sits surveying intently the water, Flowing down the river. With its sharp polaroid eyes It spies the shoal of fish, Darting up and down. Measuring the distance It makes a sudden move, Diving into the water. All we see is a flash of amber and blue, And the water suddenly splashing up, With a harsh clinking sound. Sweeping down, the bird comes up, With a sloshing silver fish, Dangling from its beak like an ornate pendant And landing down on a dry twig. The fish shuddering in its beak Is gulped down in no time, Then it wheels away To its accustomed cover in the mangrove To preen its feathers and resume Its hunting game once again! It sits there, this skilled angler, Till the hilltops turn auburn, And the far -flung sky, stygian. Then it flies back seeking its far away nest In some sandy burrow or cavern.
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