Fledgling Attachment

Fledgling Attachment

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw
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(Holiday Observations from the terraced heights. Die or fly, which was it)

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When I was gone from Brixham
thoughts of mine would take flight,
gather speed and without the slightest
effort, wing their way back to the last
days of June.

I found myself focusing on a view,
five counties to the west of home, on
a weathered, weed ridden roof stack,
high in the terraced heights, looking down on an historic town.

There a pair of sea gulls had invested
their time, building a nest in a spot
between two of five chimney pots, caked
in guano, bleached white and baked hard
by sun's burn.

From a balcony I had watched two chicks
receive nurture, pitifully one fell out of bed to tumble helplessly into guttering.
The parents, all a flutter tried their best
to coax their fledgling back to the safety of its nest, to no avail.

When we left, the chick was frail,
his plight uncertain and I wondered
whether he would fly or die.
Succumb to starvation or exhaustion.

Three months later, I have returned.
No trace of gulls, while the recent heavy rain, has washed all that remained, complete with caked guano, clean away.
I came to the conclusion that finding a solution has reached a dead end.





© 2019 Christine Anne Shaw


Author's Note

Christine Anne Shaw
The layout of this poem, has not appeared as I intended. Must be a gliche as I can't correct it. Sorry.

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Nature is beautiful and brutal, and cleanses it’s own. You’ve captured that so well here, Chris. And, how many of us want to save that fledgling from the gutter? It’s what we know and do, but it’s not how other species exist in the natural world. So, we’re left with dead ends that birds never see... or so it seems here. A beautiful but tragic story in poetic form. A true pleasure.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

11 Months Ago

Thank you for this lovely review Robert. Truth be known, I am far too sentimental when it comes to n.. read more
R.E. Ray

11 Months Ago

You're welcome, Chris. Always a pleasure to read your work.


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Fly or die!
How that imperative so well captures the essence of our own lives.
Sadly, so many of us choose to "die" rather than risk lifting off.
A stunning poem which, besides spinning a touching baby gull tale, warns
against humans opting for a "life" of living death.
As always, high-level work, Chris!

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

9 Months Ago

Survival in all its harsh reality. Only the strongest make it. Great review Jimmy. Love where you we.. read more
I love to watch the seabirds and even the inland water birds like herons. Sometimes birds fall from the nest and can't be retrieved. It's a sad fact of life but often we humans lose our own children along the road of life and we are vastly more capable of the reaching out. I enjoyed the read. Bless.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

10 Months Ago

Many thanks Fabian. I appreciate your thoughts and visit. All good things.

Chris
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So many fledglings are lost before life begins for them...No chances in this harsh, unrelenting world. Your sensitivity and caring comes through here in this beautifully descriptive poem, Chris.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

10 Months Ago

Thank you DIVYA, I think I am getting far too soft in my old age. It is hard to watch these scenario.. read more
DIVYA

10 Months Ago

I totally understand Chris. It's very hard to watch, especially when young ones suffer. Any species .. read more
The cruelty of nature only the strongest survive is very heart breaking. And survival is a day to day conquest and you really have to earn your spot or its taken. A lovely write on our world.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

10 Months Ago

It's hard to watch. I find that David Attenborough's wild life programmes get more and more difficul.. read more
andrew mitchell

10 Months Ago

Our family doesn’t watch them now.
Christine Anne Shaw

10 Months Ago

They can be brutal to watch and young children wouldn:t be having pleasant dreams, that's for sure a.. read more
Survival of the fittest! It is hard to dismiss struggles of life that unfolds before our eyes . Your amazing depiction carries your readers through the emotions you meant in your poem. We witness and sense every step of this recital and ponder endlessly the issue, you leave your readers spellbound, dear Chris.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

11 Months Ago

You are always so generous with your reviews Mrudula and I thank you warmly for that.

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I love the sparkling innocence of your bubbling-over recitation of what happened before. It reminds me of how we often remember such an experience that "marks" a place, more than the actual place. It's like we re-imagine how it all went down & your way of doing this feels exactly how it happens in the subconscious mind. The reader is very wrapped up in this saga by the end. It feels like we are all hanging on any clue as to the outcome! I love a poem that ends on uncertainty. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

11 Months Ago

Thanks Margie. You wouldn't believe how many times my mind kept travelling back to those chimney pot.. read more
Mentally giving Kudos on this. It was truly wonderful and I enjoyed reading it.
Nicely done.
-Shoshana
btw, i love the title. For some unknown reason, it seems ...familiar? I don't know. Thousands of applause for 'Fledgeling Attachment.'

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This offering relates one of those revelatory moments that abound in everyday life. Nature is unsentimental, and the chick's plight gained no relief. Months later, no trace of the epic struggle remained. Makes one wonder about the importance of our own temporary place in the scheme of things.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Christine Anne Shaw

11 Months Ago

Many thanks Shoshana. Pleased you enjoyed the read. All good wishes.

Chris
Yup. This is us. Like when people jump in front of trains there's just blood and guts. Then dudes come out with hoses and clean it up like cleaning out a gutter. Happens all the time where I live. It's really just a train delay. Like how paul riser gets destroyed by the dumpster in one night at mcools and nobody cared. He was in other shows after that. Btw, do you know what happened to Helen Hunt?

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Christine Anne Shaw

11 Months Ago

Interesting perspective and I thank you for sharing your thoughts. Alas, I do not know Helen Hunt, m.. read more
This is as sad as the sky here today. The clouds slit open their veins and rained in a torrent. The sky like gray ash. I am fascinated every day watching the various birds that come to feed, bathe, and play in my yard. I love everything from the pacing back and forth of the thinking crow that reminds me so much of a ponderous priest to the bright-coated cardinals that sing so pretty as they watch over their mates and the incessant knocking of the downy woodpecker in the middle of the morn. Then, there's a moment of quiet and the scatter of a few feathers in the yard … the telltale signs that Mr. Hawkins (a red-tailed hawk) ordered take out. Nature is full of beauty and tragedy but always beauty, always so much beauty. This was a very introspective poem that only a poet's eyes can see and appreciate.

Posted 11 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Linda Marie Van Tassell

10 Months Ago

You're very welcome, Chris. :-)
Christine Anne Shaw

10 Months Ago

I did read it at the time Linda but the screen is so small on my phone that I missed it when I did m.. read more
Linda Marie Van Tassell

10 Months Ago

No worries. It's all good. :-)

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