Around midnight and with the dawn I see them
one by one they come in..
Silent invisible shadows, heads lifting,
sniffing the air..
An invisible conductor tap, taps and
orchestrated sounds of the cult begin
Quiet pandemonium unfolds as I watch,
eyes hungry searching the flock,
not time for me to expose my presence
yet, just wait, wait, not long now
Ahhh here's the one, is it? , is it?
Strutting peakok like among the ordered confusion
Acknowledging, snubbing, playfully teasing
Responding in kind to the greetings, the bowing,
the relentless cow towing
I stare mesmerized, afflicted, addicted,
finally accepting and wearing my night bird patch.
I join the gang
Liddy Lu February 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Liddy; Really a good poem.It lucidly speaks the mind of someone in absolute solitude during night hours.Thank you for your nice contribution. Ratnakar Rout India.