National Parks – Thankvember Twenty-First
I’ve managed to get a day behind again, as my big full-rich life pulled me away. So, rather than a long treatise on our national parks, I am going to just share a poem I wrote a few weeks ago, as part of my OctPoWriMo Challenge. You can find all my October poems here.
Firehole River Splash
I walk along the bank with my young pup
Respectful of this wild Wyoming land of
Bison, bear, and wolves.
I’m watching the puppy explore
With his sensitive, busy nose
Until I hear the splash.
Then I look up, confused because
There is nothing here to make
such a sound
With such a feel of substance to it.
I scan the river, instinct freed
To feel through my senses in a way
Not needed in the workaday world.
But no instinct could prepare me
For the breath stopping moment
Something rising from the water
Something alive -
The moment crystal and infinite
White feathered head
Yellow eye meeting mine without
Hesitation or fear.
I am the one who does not belong
Rising, rising, rising…
Rainbows of water
Powerful wings spread and lift
Beak opens in a fierce cry
Away from the trees on the
Opposite bank comes
And now, the talons
Clutching the small, arching trout
Who could not avoid
The bald eagle
- Squaw Creek Eagle Days, Dec. 1 and 2 (ahgksmo.wordpress.com)
- Firehole River Splash – OctPoWriMo, Oct. 17, 2012 (shanjeniah.com)
- “Abe” The Bald Eagle Dies After Being Shot (wreg.com)
- Bald eagle released at Erie National Wildlife Refuge (goerie.com)
- American bald eagle escapes from Cumbernauld shelter (scotsman.com)
- Bald Eagles Make Their Winter Appearance (kake.com)
- 2013 Alaska Bald Eagle Workshop (photofocus.com)
- Bald Eagles Flourish in Arizona (hispanicbusiness.com)
- A few of Jasper’s juvenile bald eagles (christophermartinphotography.com)
- Province urged to protect Harrison eagles (vancouversun.com)