The pummelled margins pulsed with steady sway
as reeds resisted swell. These shards in gilt
refracted dying light from summer sun.
Beneath their shafts a clotted mass of spawn
like slobber wobbled, thickening the lake.
There shiny flecks of tiny minnows dashed
with throbbing verve around the shallow edge.
Then hatching eggs released a swarm of flies
like pixilated screens that pepper light
as swallow wings in diving mode catch air.
Occasionally, trout would surface to gulp
a random fly escaping harmful beaks.
a heron diving, pierced a fish; but then
above a buzzard gazed before he dived
towards the lake with gilted talons bared.
In routine drill, the heron's neck was snapped
then slowly dragged along the grassy ridge.
Deep in the lake a shadow played with light
reflecting wings that fade into the cloud
that, similarly, words escape from pens
and morph in ink across a whitened page.
Copyright © Brian Duffield | Year Posted 2021
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