The blue heron always flies away
in early morning as I leave for work.
Try to be quiet going down stairs, he hears
No, one else is out near my place:
just the lake and other wild animals in nature.
But, why do you come spending only short time at the lake?
Why not stay longer?
I ask, cause I seem to be the only one who rises early
and want to fly to work on time.
Here is the strange and fascinating fact I used to help write a poem: Leonardo da Vinci was a vegetarian and animal rights activist, he would buy caged birds and set them free.
Tweet, I hear from the marketplace
I follow the sad sweet music to a stall
I look upon the sad face
It tweets the saddest tune
Locked in a cage the bird sits
I take my purse; produce a coin
I take the cage in my hand
I walk from the marketplace
Down we go to far away
An open field I finally stop
I open caged door
Fly free bird, fly free, take to the wind
I’ve done my duty to free the caged bird
Bird takes to wind; flaps it’s wings thank you
Then it is gone; another caged bird free
Early in morning he comes to lake
He stands motionless; watching all around him
He is slender with skinny legs standing in water
Dips his white head at the slightest noise
I see him almost every morning
Same location across the other side
He has come since first I saw him there
His blueish feathers beautiful
Against the green tall grass behind him
I am quiet as a mouse not to disturb is thinking
As I slowly bring my camera up
He lets me snap photos of him until
The hour is too hot or noise is too much
He soars into the air; glides away
Until I see him again tomorrow morning