Duck! Poem by Denis Martindale

Of all the creatures that occurred
The duck has his place, too
And while he's still a common bird,
Share credit where it's due...
For on a pond, or brook, or stream,
He quacks for all to hear
And because he's living the dream,
His freedom's held most dear...

When children see the duck they smile
And thus affection grows,
Although they laugh at his profile
And stare at his long nose...
He bears no hatred in his heart
And bread makes him your friend,
As long as we can do our part,
He stays right to the end...

The duck seems quite a placid soul,
Content to waddle by,
Then suddenly he takes control
And soars up to the sky...
Can you do that? I wish I could!
I'd join him on the wing!
We'd first survey the neighbourhood,
Then fly off... wandering...



Denis Martindale, copyright, February 2015.


Poem based on a magnificent wildlife painting,
by artist Stephen Gayford nb Google-search
gayfordgallery and 'Stephen Gayford poetry'.