MUDDY WATERS

MUDDY WATERS

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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Bird life in Fernandina

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He glides cautiously toe to heel
on slender orange legs.
The Blue Heron renders silent ripples
in the grassy wetlands.
His stature erect, graceful as a ballerina.
A pointy beak projects over a long narrow neck.
Reserved and confident,
he dwells beside the Egret,
whose round white frame, curved neck
and skinny legs resemble sticks fallen
from a dead tree.
The Egret peers with beady eyes.
Still water snatches his reflection,
and mimics his own torso.
In common, they stalk the tide
while they search for their prey
among the muddy waters of the lowlands.
Small fish, tiny shrimp, crabs, young mammals
tempt them to satisfy their appetite.
The pair fly, elegant wings flap
slap the thin air, tackle the wind
and soar full blast into
a light turquoise sky.

© 2020 Betty Hermelee


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you painted a perfect picture....and the mountains in NC are so beautiful...as is the Bird life...
I saw something back in 1970 you would have enjoyed...my folks lived in Trinidad for a few years..and one i time i was there we took a long boat trip through a swamp/river to a spot where at exactly 6:05 every evening a flock of Scarlet Ibis would come and lite on a certain tree...we had ringside seats...was just a sea of red and so gorgeous...i will never forget it...was almost fifty years ago and can see them still as if it were yesterday.
love your poem.
it brought me back to that moment.
j.

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2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

1 Month Ago

INCREDIBLE SHARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (((HUGS)))
Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thank you Margie, you're too kind!!!



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This descriptive write was similar to watching a wild life film of the wetlands and its bird inhabitants. I imagined it being read by non other than David Attenborough an absolute icon in my opinion. You took me there and for a few moments I was in the presence of the blue heron and egret watching their antics against a background of perfect blue sky. Lovely work Betty.

Chris

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love how you describe the heron and the egret. I can see them when I close my eyes.

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Betty, you've captured nature in a poetic snapshot. I lived in southeast Georgia (not far from Fernandina) for fifteen years, and I saw blue herons nearly every day. For reasons I don't understand, the native Georgians in our area called them "ditch birds." I didn't get the reference. I saw only beauty and grace. I always admired what appeared a comfort in being alone, often in alligator infested waters. You've captured a magical picture here.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WOW! You've immersed me in the life! Your poem is teeming with lively details, which make this reading experience feel like I'm surrounded by ALL THIS! I love how your lavish descriptions are laced with personification, so that we also FEEL the spirit & intent of your feathery characters. I've written about the seashore, but honestly, I have never even SEEN the seashore with the same eyes you have! I never see a fraction of the abundance you've packed into this poem! Thanks for filling in where I lack! *smile* Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very nice word picture here. One can almost see the two birds as they go about their hunting endeavors. Felt like I was watching one of PBS "Nature" episodes.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you painted a perfect picture....and the mountains in NC are so beautiful...as is the Bird life...
I saw something back in 1970 you would have enjoyed...my folks lived in Trinidad for a few years..and one i time i was there we took a long boat trip through a swamp/river to a spot where at exactly 6:05 every evening a flock of Scarlet Ibis would come and lite on a certain tree...we had ringside seats...was just a sea of red and so gorgeous...i will never forget it...was almost fifty years ago and can see them still as if it were yesterday.
love your poem.
it brought me back to that moment.
j.

Posted 1 Month Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

1 Month Ago

INCREDIBLE SHARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (((HUGS)))
Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thank you Margie, you're too kind!!!

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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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I am an emerging poet; I have written over 250 poems, mostly about slices of life, happy or sad, sometimes tragic. I try to use vivid images in my poetry. I also write about my extensive travel expe.. more..

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