Danny Draper

(14 July 1963 / Kiama, New South Wales, Australia)

Waterbird rising

Sinking sand spit
Lapped cold keel,
Shoreline settles
Nudging wings to heel

Flinched and flicked
Arched feathers fawn,
Muscles twitched and
Wings out drawn

Sprints in splashes
Water strings slither,
Pads ticked surface
To ascent delivered

Heart pounds at breeze
Flapping shadows pour,
Downward thrusts upwards
Over surface claw

Scales ripple tearing sea
Pulsing swell niggles ashore,
Smooths at growing distance
Sculpts with soft cold paws

Careen and sweep uplift
Lilt traverse define,
Edge tracing verdant hills
Familiar old outline

Static at roost in counterpoint
A hidden dot contained,
Or a slight indented arc,
Above hills frieze remains.

Danny Draper


Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 03, 2013

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  • Susan Lacovara (10/29/2013 11:23:00 PM)

    I find it amazing, how you sculpt your sentences into fine works of art...lucky me, to wander into your gallery
    and by chance, gain admittance, to view your superior collection. Beautifully crafted Danny. (Report) Reply

  • Karen Sinclair (10/25/2013 12:57:00 AM)

    Danny this is just uplifting. It warmed my heart just reading I was a silent witness. Beautiful read Danny. Ty. Karen (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (10/22/2013 6:59:00 PM)

    Every intricate and beautiful detail bought to our attention - this is what you do best Danny. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (10/22/2013 1:27:00 AM)

    Reading this poem, I am reminded of the style ofTed Hughes... the great poet on birds! I remember having studied a poem.. 'Thrushes' where he describes the delicate legs of a Thrush waiting on a meadow with deadly concentration to pounce over a prey as the trigger of a gun! Once the prey is located, it is over it with a bounce, a start and a stab. A similar movement, I experience in your description of the rising of the waterbird! A great write! ! (Report) Reply

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