Bird Resort

I’ve never seen a wildness so
alive with birds!
Pelicans sunning themselves in
treetops, stretching wings and
massive pouches, crowned with sun,
as on a penthouse roof–
and everywhere, in layers like a city tenement–
egrets, herons, ibis, cormorants, storks.
Some coming, some going,
some walking along the shore.
And always the invisible nestlings’
constant piping–hungry, relentless.





About boomergirl47

Retired from the University of South Florida. Love reading, writing, hiking, nature, music, birding, puttering around the house and yard.
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