| Richard Schear photo, Cinque Terre, Italy, 2013 |
is this single shadow all by itself
on the pink of the larger rock below?
no, other shadows lurk, up on cliff shelf.
centuries of water eroded walls
into safety of caves where seabirds know
they can build their nests with less chance of falls
by newly-hatched young who, blundering blind,
into wild waves and the undertow,
erase years of reproducing their kind.
Posted for Shadow Shot Sunday
and for Grace's challenge at the
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,
where she asks us to write a poem called a "Nocturna"
with nine 10-syllable lines and a rhyme pattern of a b a, c b c, d b d.
stellar photo of those huge cliffs and I love your poem! Enjoy your day!
ReplyDeleteLovely writing and gorgeous image. Reminds me of Calanques in Southern France.
ReplyDeleteSpot on with a somewhat difficult form. Both the poem and the pic jive very well together, Kay! Wonderful take!
ReplyDeleteHank
Well done...I often think of how difficult it must be for birds to continue...feels like they are in a constant struggle.
ReplyDeleteWow-and just look at that cliff behind it and the direction of it coming out of the water! Would love to know that geological story!
ReplyDeleteGreat message for survival. Nice use of the form.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous spot! Love the water and sky!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem as well.
Beautiful poem to go with a beautiful picture!
ReplyDeleteLove the words and picture Kay ~ You got the pattern correctly, including the linked rhymed words: below,know and undertow ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking up to Sunday's Challenge ~ Happy Sunday ~
Breathtaking view. Love the natural beauty.
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday.
Greetings from D´Box in Stockholm.
/CC girl
other shadows always lurk, right? this is excellent, Kay.
ReplyDeleteVery neat move from shadow to cave, one more step in the fight for survival. Living in the wild is so dangerous.
ReplyDeleteThe pink of that rock is truly amazing, but all the rocks have amazing texture and colour. I always feel sad for the chicks that don't make it living so precariously.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem and excellent form!
ReplyDeleteFluid and vivid, and a concordant photo - well penned. ~ M
ReplyDeleteThat was sad, but I wonder about those shadows at the beginning, I feel like the baby bird isn't alone.
ReplyDeleteAmazing how with those wonderful, bold rock textures, there aren't more than one lurking shadow! Great coastal scene!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful photograph...love your take. Birds know where to build to insure their offspring's safety. Seems that is a lesson humans fail at times.
ReplyDeletea wonderful picture supplemented by splendid words!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful nocturna and a lovely photo to accompany it!
ReplyDeleteYou drive home the message perfectly !!!
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