Animal Friends

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #247

words:  rattle, sight, old, shell, stretch, feathers, first, rest, forget, hole, left, lost

A walking shell
crosses my sight.
Oh, now I see
the rest of him.
An old turtle stretches
his head out of a hole.
First he turns left,
than right. Is he lost,
forgetful? Feathers
swim into view.
Lonely duckling paddles
up to turtle; turtle slides
his head from side to side.
Not rattled, he joins
duck, sliding into
the water–new friends.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are in the process of returning to New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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5 Responses to Animal Friends

  1. 1sojournal says:

    The creatures have so much to teach us,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com

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  2. It’s time for the turtles to wake up and for me to get in my kayak and say hello. This is a lovely piece, Sara!

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  3. Jae Rose says:

    This reads like a treasured fable – and love those duckling puddles too 🙂

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  4. Bastet says:

    How lovely this is .. it reminds me of my lake-side friends here in Italy! 🙂

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