Dorothy Randle Clinton

(Des Moines, Iowa)

The Odd Duck's Prized Waddle - Poem by Dorothy Randle Clinton

The odd
spun a cocoon wrap of
armor against pellets
hitting with odd duckling
taunts, but there's dent making
pins waking her hurt.
She digs and they laugh
hit her
strange waddles

But she
out a robust gift of
talent, all hers, spurring
her to ascend blooming,
shocking the blind stunted
group's pride as she rose.
They tried but could not
rub her
prized waddle.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003

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