Kingfisher - Poem by Denis Martindale
Above the water, all alone,
He stares impatiently,
Another passing fish to own,
If not escaping free...
Just perched perchance to grab a meal,
Before it darts away,
Another creature's life to steal,
To live another day...
His life before was just the same,
Efficient every time,
Remaining poised till he took aim,
Swoop, grab, then upward climb...
The boredom factor wasn't nice,
But what else could he do?
Fish come and go as God supplies
And some days just a few...
Kingfisher, tell me, if you can,
Do you like fish to eat?
Would you, yourself, your meals to plan,
Choose something else like meat?
I'm glad that I'm an omnivore
Who eats just anything,
I'm sure just fish would be a bore,
For fisherman or king...
Poet's Notes about The Poem
The poem is based on the magnificent painting
by Stephen Gayford called 'Kingfisher'.
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