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The Buzzard

Buzzard drifting high among the clouds Little effort, it seems, propelling him in circles Wondering what he can see far below I’ve always been told something has died~~ A plausible explanation. written September 10, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 9/12/2021 12:55:00 PM

My mother always said this is how bodies are found in the country; farmers "follow the buzzards." Those turkey buzzards are incredibly ugly too!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 9/12/2021 5:35:00 PM

Yes, they are. I guess they are able to spot road kill from way up there.

John Lawless

Date: 9/10/2021 6:26:00 PM

and the buzzards return to Hinckley Ohio every march 15th

L Milton Hankins
Date: 9/10/2021 6:35:00 PM

So they say, John, but I've never been to Hinckley on March 15th (or any other time) so I cannot vouch for it. Thanks for your read and your thoughts.

Anselmo Boles

Date: 9/10/2021 4:16:00 PM

Always an opportunity to get a free meal laid on the ground. Enjoy life Milt!...ab

L Milton Hankins
Date: 9/10/2021 5:05:00 PM

True, Anselmo. I couldn't help but wonder what she was seeing beneath her.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/10/2021 2:58:00 PM

No matter where he flies something dicey down below.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 9/10/2021 5:06:00 PM

I suppose that is true, Kim. It was most interesting watching it circle and wondering what the earth looked like from its point of view. Hmmm...do buzzards have a point of view????

Tom Cunningham

Date: 9/10/2021 1:06:00 PM

Straight away your verse took me to the opening music to the movie Mackennas gold where the buzzard was flying over the desert landscape. Enjoy your weekend. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 9/10/2021 1:50:00 PM

Hey, Tom. So glad my poem brought back a pleasant cinematic memory. Have an awesome weekend.