Saturday, 24 April 2021

Snipe

 Written for Paul Brookes' ekphrastic challenge - one poem a day in April 2021. 

 
The art work for this day is "Snipe" by John Law
 
 

 
Snipe
 
Mottled back disguise
Tread gently on salt washed sands 
Rise like a dragon

Lie still and silent
Moon slides across morning skies
Trigger finger tight
 
Plunge your strong bill deep
Pull smoothly, your body still.
Death comes in the dawn

Tim Fellows 2021
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