The Magical Minstrels Of Lake Mantario Poem by Bud Taylor

The Magical Minstrels Of Lake Mantario



7 lakes and 6 portages did make
all in a day's paddle the up and over we'll take
waiting for us all on Shield's lake your yodel will call
a summer adventure for seekers all

One summer's day canoe guides did lead
our team in Grumman canoes wield
magical strokes of leaf shaped paddles
wail wail, 'see here I am' lit candles

A tremolo you make to herald the cloak of night
again pink glints the break of dawn
now your call laughs away shadows fall

My co-leader swims near the dock
a family of yours dancing round, what a lark!
away breaks a sentinel on beating wings bid me welcome
A magical day calls dipped in wine and vellum

On Canadian Shield with sky of dappled blue
in mottled etchings your calls make due
keep in touch and hoot in short, single notes
on Fall staging grounds you and I will boat
Great Northern Loon herald adventure's coat

Thursday, January 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: adventure,birds,seasons
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
One summer my co-leader and i led groups canoeing in Whiteshell Park in Manitoba. The four distinct cries of the Great Northern Loon welcomed us each week, woke us, accompanied us from task to task throughout the day and led us happily to daring dreamt slumber
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