Lone Bird On Freshly Ploughed Field Poem by Deanna Samuels

As the train whisked by a long narrow field
alongside the mainline railway track,
a large lone tawny bird lingered there,
the whole length open to his pleasure

Was he there to seek a fresh juicy meal
and survey his luck no contenders nearby?
That newly ploughed field with sod so fine
should easily yield a morsel in whirlwind time

Written on the train following seeing this scene, between Montreal and Oshawa - 21st May 2023