Population Control


Photo: D. Slotto

Photo: D. Slotto

The day they hatched,
we counted eleven.
Golfers halted play as Mama
led them from the water
to the safety of their nest
beneath thorny Bougainvillea.

The following evening
a hawk took up residence
in the leafy orange tree
between our houses.

And then there was none.

 

National Poetry Month, Day 12

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4 thoughts on “Population Control

  1. Pamela says:

    This almost made me cry, Victoria. As Viv said, it is life, and life is so much more fragile than I ever really knew.

    Pamela ox

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  2. Pam Bickell says:

    I know it’s the cycle of life, but dang, you just made my heart sad.

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  3. That’s life – sad but that’s how it is.

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  4. scillagrace says:

    I remember my daughter narrating a similar nature story as it played out on her college campus. Debate raged as to the human role in the drama. Observation and poetry seems like a good response to me.

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