The Great Blue Heron: by Ginnie Siena Bivona

Swoops in slow motion
over the lake, standing,
unmoving, on the grassy shore.
Bikers, runners and walkers
all sweep by a mere six feet away,
but he doesn’t see them.
They’re not edible.
I stand and watch,
quiet as the great blue heron.
He finds no fish but I find time.

the work posted here is licensed as Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 3.0 Unported.   Read more about Ginnie Siena Bivona and her writing HERE.

%d bloggers like this: