within a camouflage
of pollen and reflections
ducks converge
Barely There
The Marsh Awakens
wind ripples the open water
geese and ducks float by
a heron contemplates a stay
Ducks Readying For Diving
opening the pond by
pecking away
the frozen edges
Summertime
the practice
of doing
nothing
Time Enough
day moved slow
as cow and ducks
listened to the grass grow
Decided
during their stroll
around the melt pond
the final word is hers
it is still too early for nesting
Underworld
bottoms up
five dive
down
Balance
on one leg or two
mallards balance
on a river log
The Mallards
morning constitutional
around the still pond
beneath the leafing trees
Jamboree
friends of the flock
fly in from afar
determined to attend
the winter wingding
I said
slow down a little, enjoy the scenery.
The marsh is marvelous this time of year.
But he paddled furiously on
determined to miss every enjoyment in his path.
Raft of Ducks
They venture forth
for a final swim
before the river freezes them out.