The Pelican

A Poem by Erica Wilkinson

Pelican, feather skin.

Swim, swish, skim.

Fish, driven to another life,

If it lets them in.

Beaks striking, left and right:

Splash, spike, Snap.

Fish flailing in distress,

Whilst feathers overlap.

Movement stops, the body works,

Slip, slope, slide,

One less fish is swimming now,

Amid the moving tide.

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Added on January 16, 2012
Last Updated on January 28, 2012

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