Singled Out

Singled Out

A Poem by Chris Shaw
"

(observing the newly hatched chicks on the river )

"
Weakest, frailest of them all,
against the lurk of danger's call.
Soon their numbers will deplete
by pike beneath the water's calm.
Black crows those wretched birds of death
are set to wreak their wicked best.
Survival of the fittest reigns
and human beings live the same.

© 2019 Chris Shaw


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Thank god the pike spit me out when I was a kit....guess he didn’t like this bunny’s bitter blood brew:) I have a riverside trail that I like to watch the baby ducklings trail behind there mothers I frequently sit by the waterside and eat my lunch and nature away the city before I start my day:)

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Aren't those baby ducklings cute? I was also watching a moorhen with her four chicks, they resembled.. read more
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thanks Jibey. You know I did study Macbeth once :) Really appreciate your visit and thoughts. Have a.. read more



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Kay
What a powerful way to end the poem: "and human beings live the same." It makes you think about the hierarchy of the wilderness, how the shark eats the bird that eats the fish - or in this case, the crow hungrily eyes the unknowing ducklings. Unlike the rest, humans maintain this unnatural constancy of ultimate domination and ignorance. We are seemingly unaffected by the occurrences around us, whether that be the loss of forests or species (we've found sustenance in artificial creation). Even though in the long run climate change is having negative impacts and many animals are on the extinction list, for the most part we go on like it doesn't matter.

Great poem Chris, I looking forward to reading more!

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

I really appreciate your detailed and interesting review Kay. Thanks so much.

Chris
Short but extreamly well written, loved the meaning to it. And the rhyne scheme was fantastic. Really enjoyed the way you penned that.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Many thanks cimmy for reviewing. Your visit much appreciated.

Chris
cimmy wuv xxxooo

4 Years Ago

Very much welcome :)
I like this, it's cute really and the flow is lovely

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

You are spoiling me with your visits and I like it. Thank you so much :)

Chris
Unspoken poet

4 Years Ago

not a problem....
i like reading other people's writes
I liked the way this was structured and rhymed; it read like a kind of incantation... thinking of the witches in .Macbeth. - ''Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble'm🙂)... Yes, Nature is 'red in tooth and claw' - and human beings are not much different - except we have a choice. Neat, arresting, sobering.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Many thanks Jibey. I did study Macbeth and I can remember that
part very clearly. Bubble, bu.. read more
Nature gives us beauty as easily as it takes it away.
The last line has me interpreting two ways. Both work.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Many thank you Edie for considering these lines. Truly appreciated.

Chris
There is a balance of sorts in this 'survival' character of Mother Nature. Alas, we -humans- have disturbed it.
Thank goodness for sanctuaries and no-fly zones!


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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Wondering mind for your thoughtful response.

Chris
I detect a certain bitterness but said with conviction. Remarkable if said with a certain world weariness.. I have indeed seen pike take ducklings in the loch at the bottom of my garden. The pike grow to quite some size in there. I actually saw our osprey take one the other day as well. It struggled but left me with the feeling of circles.
Excellent points and poem.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Ken. It happens, but with a tad of sadness that those lovely fluffy chicks better watch ou.. read more
They do. I wonder at the chain of life, and the order, in the African heat we are no longer top of the food chain, in the deep woods we learn fast that trees do not always mean safety, in the urban jungle they kill with and without cause of hunger, there is sometimes safety in numbers if that number is not starving.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Dear Corset, many thanks for your thoughtful response and your welcome visit. Both are valued. All g.. read more
How terribly sad! Pikes are savage creatures.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Augustus. I appreciate your visit.

Chris
Good one, Chris. Here at home we have far more Canada geese and they'll nest anywhere so its not unusual to se a parade of goslings following parents through parking lots or waddling across streets.
Still, there is all that poop.

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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thanks Ted. I just love watching what you have described. They are really good parents as well. Than.. read more

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