Green Cay
Hot summer
The winged multitudes stayed north
But a cold Canadian wave sweeps
Down east tomorrow
And soon will return
Our glorious variety
Of avian beauties
Today, however, birds are rare,
Red-wings a pair
A boat-tail grackle
Fledgling moorhens
Without their mom or pa
A pair of large birds flying
I can't tell what they are
At the end of my walk
I meet Mrs. Wong
From Nanjing
With a lovely accent
In Mandarin
In south Florida
That is a rare bird indeed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this 'poem-for-the-birds' or for the bird-lovers, like me, shall go into Section B of October's 'a showcase for PH poets'. thanks. and soon you shall be tasting the bird life on another coast! report on what you see in california, my friend. bri :) p.s. i noticed today that you offered (for the showcase) to have me use any of your new poems. the one i put into Section A was from 2015 i believe. if so, please accept my apology, though, at YOUR AGE, anything written in the last few years should be considered new. ha ha