Treasure Island

Alison Cassidy

(6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

! ! A Guilty Secret


Next doors’ grass had greened
and the honeyed light of autumn
spread thickly over thirsty trees
not quite ready to turn.

I heard her ugly honking.
Incongruous really,
considering the feathered charm
and pert uprightness
of her maternity.

Her four new chicks
were cute and ping-pong light -
their day old voices peeping,
their yellow legs a-creeping
like ants around her.

Next day she honked again -
but alas, I was too late!
My canine scavenger
was sunning herself
guiltily on the back step -
a mouthful of feathers
palpable evidence of her crime.

Miss P honked again
and strode aggressively up the drive.
Her sole surviving chick
scuttled after her.

A few days later
I heard her honking sadly.
This time she walked alone.

Submitted: Monday, November 09, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, November 10, 2009

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  • Original Unknown Girl (2/25/2010 7:31:00 AM)

    Sigh... what a sad little poem but brilliantly penned. I love the first stanza, the autumn light as honey thickly spread is beautiful analogy. As for Miss P, they are one of my favourite birds, poor love losing her chicks like that - no wonder they cried.... (and they do have the most pitiful cry don't they?) . Perfect Poem dear Alison. HG: -) xx (Report) Reply

  • Sandra Fowler (11/28/2009 3:45:00 AM)

    Your touching stories about Miss P have become
    classic on poemhunter. I hope that she has a very
    short memory. Lovely work....

    Warm wishes,

    Sandra (Report) Reply

  • Nimal Dunuhinga (11/16/2009 3:51:00 PM)

    A fine sad story in a poetical manner and one of the guilty secrets under the Sun and Moon, Alison is a fine storyteller! (Report) Reply

  • Prashant Shaurya (11/16/2009 3:33:00 PM)

    Beautiful use of literary devices...
    and so is the poem madam...
    i can just make out that you have a heart of gold..
    and i really adore you for all the compassion you have..
    and this poem shows it all...
    10+++++
    regards:
    prashant shaurya (Report) Reply

  • Sonya Florentino (11/15/2009 7:21:00 AM)

    so sad for Mrs. P's loss, but can't really blame the dog....hopefully she'll be back next year with another group of chickies following her....! (Report) Reply

  • David Harris (11/14/2009 8:44:00 AM)

    Allie, it has been a while since you have written about Mrs P and I had begun to wonder if she had moved away after all the sadness she had concur-ed in the past. Its nice to see she is still around trying to make the best of things. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend.
    Hugs David (Report) Reply

  • Karin Anderson (sorry can't vote or comment) . (11/12/2009 6:52:00 AM)

    Such creative writing Alison with lots of honks and alliteration with ping-pong light, and I loved yellow legs a-creeping. The play evokes humor and pathos and written with the maturity of a lady who knows nature is a work in progress. 10 love Karin (Report) Reply

  • Fay Slimm (11/10/2009 3:30:00 AM)

    Such is nature at times dear friend - - red and raw in tooth and claw - - sadly the end of the emotive verse tells the finale - -hope Mrs P. has stopped her honks by now.....10 + ++ Fay with hugs..... (Report) Reply

  • Patrick A. Martin (11/9/2009 10:43:00 PM)

    I share your guilt my dog got out and ate my neighbours prize bantam guess he turned it into his prize in a way? 10 (Report) Reply

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