The Mallards by the Boathouse

[iQuestor]

I wrote this over the weekend, for a friend:

The Mallards by the Boathouse

I came upon them as I was drifting
from the dark slip out into the dawn.
I saw them in their quiet paddling congregation,
full of soft noises and contented fellowship.

With dripping oar held still above misting water
I admired their tranquility for a long moment.
with a pull of the motor, I interrupted their worship;
they rose, scandalized: honking and wailing,
expressing their indignation
with the eloquence of flight.

[lucimay]

FABULOUS!!!


beautiful! really really lovely piece, iQ.

completely evokes that earlymorningquiet on the water.

love it. thanks so much for posting.

it's up in my cubicle at work now. thanks!

[sgt.null]

that was beautiful and i really loved the title as well.

[iQuestor]

thanks, all