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Jan.3. 2025
Animals Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Constance La France

 

"Predators lurk in darkness. Sometimes however cautious we are, they jump upon us to play havoc. We build dreams, but never know when cruel fate comes to shatter them. Life is so unpredictable."--- ~ By Poet~ On a tree, the Robin built a nest of intricate design, A beautiful piece of art unmatched in décor! It was amid the dark verdure of a hefty pine, Thoughtfully placed at a height above the ground’s floor. This habitat with its life and grace, none could ignore. How suddenly the nest erupts into a clatter of sounds, As the mother bird comes diving in with a wriggling worm. Discreetly thrusting it into gaping mouths, into sky she mounts. Comes again to see they are fed well and this to affirm, She comes often and sees her nestlings are free of all harm. At night fall, wherever she is, she alights abrupt. From what infinite heights, God alone knows. Darting into her nest as she hovers, the birdies suddenly erupt Into noise, but soon the din subsides into perfect peace. Bundled in mother’s warmth, the little ones go into repose. From my window, I enjoy this diurnal scene Repeating itself in methodical precision Until someday take on wings and into sky, fly unseen A cheery sight, with joy, every day I could envision. Through years, I used to watch this drama in repetition. But the next morn, what a shock, I lost my zest, At what I espied through my open window. On the ground lay the swallow’s shattered nest, Broken and blown into pieces, what a depressing show! By its side, lay a few downy feathers in a zig zag row. In an instant, through my mind flashed past, An image, I had seen the previous night It was the glowing eyes of the black tom cat That regularly prowls my courtyard to my great fright. With sadness I visualized the horrid scenes of a losing fight.

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Date: 1/21/2025 9:52:00 AM
Congratulations on your win. I love your write with the sad story. Good quote. When I think spring, I think about the pretty Robin. I have none here but I did at the last place I lived. Have a fun day with your win as you write away..................
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Date: 1/17/2025 1:03:00 PM
That is so sad when we see something horrible happen in nature like that. We want to keep them all in perfect care until they can fly away. I can feel the delight, the excitement, peace and then the sadness within the lines. It was a captivating work. Sara K
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Date: 1/4/2025 11:21:00 AM
This beautifully written poem delves into the fragile cycle of life and the emotional bond between a mother bird and her nestlings while acknowledging the unavoidable presence of danger and loss in nature. The poem also beautifully shows a robin's caring conduct toward her young, set against the backdrop of a calm natural setting, only to be interrupted by the terrible loss of the nest, most likely caused by a predatory cat. It considers the beauty of motherhood, the delights of viewing nature, and the anguish of bereavement.
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Date: 1/4/2025 9:27:00 PM
Lovely comment. Thank you so much.
Date: 1/4/2025 10:41:00 AM
Sad ending for a beautiful poem. Nice descriptive write.
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Date: 1/4/2025 6:48:00 AM
I was wishing for a happy ending for such a delightful poem...but, true, life is often this way. Surely this was not God's number 1 plan?! As we wither and die so does the world created in line with our soul development. Man has much to learn about his responsibilities. The Second Coming will not come until we stop washing our hands and claiming God's will. Just my opinion. This write really moved my spirit. A strong wake-up call for a new chance in a new year.
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Date: 1/4/2025 2:20:00 AM
- Beautiful with a sad ending, Valsa :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - Happy Weekend :) - hugs
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Date: 1/3/2025 10:15:00 PM
the ending is so sad, robins are so curious of people, they often come to see what i do, thi is beautifully written Valsa
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Date: 1/3/2025 9:34:00 PM
Beautiful birds they are too Valsa, they say when you see one it's a loved one that has passed coming back to check on you. Good luck in the contest. Tom
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Date: 1/3/2025 9:03:00 PM
Delightful.
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