Short Ibis Poems

young ibis 
soon to mature -
patchwork 

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Sacred
Bird of the gods
Long legged wading fowl
Live in wetlands, forests and plains
Ibis...

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Idolized by pharaohs, monarchs and kings;
Bird of the wetlands, marshes and swamps.
Interesting forager with long bill and stilted long legs;
Sacred icon of the dynasties of yore....

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wetland water whirls
an ibis searches for crabs ~
foraging ballet

white feathers emerge
standing tall on bright pink stilts ~
bill crab prize displayed

grunts and cooing sounds
echo the wet marsh at dusk ~
ibis courting chant...

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Red is the red rum
and blood of Trini creole…
the Scarlet Ibis

Black is the black gold
and dark days of bond and slave…
the pitch in the lake

White is the white bones
of Empire and Republic…
flag of my fathers


   Written: July 2015...

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Flamingo Dance

Such a prissy flashy crowd
Pink burlesque feathers sashay left.
One leg up the other down
Drop the neck and touch the ground
Graceful poses in bright hue
Ibis dances two by two
Shuffle faster, ruffle feathers
Real life pink Flamingo dancers....

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I
For every scene: washing waterfall
For any gift for my children, phonecall
For every travel you made possible
I feel so grateful, hopeful, O Eternal

II
For even in pollution, this unknown lake
Is a source of beauty: ibis, coot, drake
For ducks, too, and unknown cataracts
I celebrate Creator's provision, love-acts...

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The morning -
kayaks launch, voices call,
sound moves cleanly over deep waters.

White ibis and blue heron cordon cypress knees;
shallow eddies mirror the faces of our dreams.

At twilight, sherbet reflections paint
sunlight's fair, fading face
on our lake.



Copyright, May 31, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson...

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I am the Ibis a sacred bird,
from distant lands of the ancients.

the land of pyramids,
lands of Arabia and Africa.

Bird of knowledge that is friend to the Gods.

Brave during storms my will is as strong
as a Hurricane.

I am the last to take shelter before
a storm approaches
and the first to reappear
once
the
storm has passed....

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He's treading the shallows
at the border of the lake like 
a house cat kneading your lap,
his neck like radar, scanning a map
for morsels disingenuously believing 
the borders of the lake are Zen,
that the mire in which they anchor 
is armor against the avian, but then, 
gliding guilelessly along edges, 
Slowly,slowly, no need for hurry: 
he never hedges the bet there's 
breakfast beneath his feet, 
the table set....

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The Great Hall of the People,
Mozart, one night only.

She appears above us,
stepping out of
a Chinese painting of heaven.
She is the Queen of the Night,
an Ibis arriving amid grackles.

A self-conscious laugh,
delicately arched ego -
we are stunned once more
by the beautiful
to command devotion.

This is her moment,
her Jupiter symphony
and her Requiem.
Nothing can ever match this -

poor little girl....

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Endangered species are around the world
Narcissus Bugei bulbous plant of Spain
Dabry's Sturgeon mostly now a dreamworld
Amur Leopard, Russian thirty-five remain
Nava's Wren from Mexico lost domain
Gorillas,  by intense poaching
Eurasian Lynx saved by reintroducing
River Dolphins hurt from habitat loss
East African Highland Shrew disappearing
Dwarf Olive Ibis, will always engross?

In honor of Dr. Ram's contest..
* Note
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Lance-Lot
by Michael R. Burch

Preposterous bird!
Inelegant! Absurd!

Until the great & mighty heron
brandishes his fearsome sword.

Keywords/Tags: Nature, Animal, Bird, Birds, Heron, Herons, Fish, Fishing, River, Ocean, Ardeidae, Egret, Egrets, Bittern, Bitterns, Great Blue Heron, Goliath Heron, Gray Heron, Great Egret, Crane, Stork, Ibis, Spoonbill, Beak, Bill, Sword, Lance, Spear, Inelegant, Gawky, Awkward, Ungainly, Gangly, Preposterous...

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I am an Ibis, a wading bird.
Times have become quite absurd.
My family used to enjoy the wetlands.
The cool fresh water answered all our demands.
The global weather patterns have all changed.
The water situation is definitely rearranged.
Water in our habitat did just deteriorate.
Forcing us to fly east and migrate.
We all made homes in each city.
Which is really now such a pity.
Our search for water is sad.
Our future is pretty bad....

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Written in 
the stars 
light years away 
beyond space 
hunting eternity 
an endless ibis 
within such 
a great vastness 

One bond 
deeper than 
flesh and bones 
floating where 
humans eyes 
have not seen 
her shawl stretches 
as echoes carry 
across oceans 

Blood of devotion 
flies with emotions 
in the spirit 
of feelings 
without wings 

Distance is not 
a barrier 
forever our love 
will live eternally 
into the heaven's 
of our dreams...

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