Sunday Scribblings has the prompt ‘Flight’.
It’s spring in Australia and the air is full of flapping.
First Flight.
All fluff and beak
And adrenalin,
Claws
Grasp
The branch
Tightly.
Until chirps
(Or nudges)
Of encouragement
Pry them free
And, with a panicky
Squawk!
Take a leap of faith,
And fluff,
And adrenalin,
And fly!
Like an eggbeater.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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It looks as though the chick has jumped the queue and should have waited in the nest a few more days. Let's hope he made it. How apt the expression "like an eggbeater" is.
ReplyDeleteHelicopter chick....vulnerable and sweet !
ReplyDeleteIt does have that look, doesn't it!
Deletei love this. I guess we all go through that...and if we are lucky more than once...never stop learning.
ReplyDeleteAww poor chook..really..an egg beater..not sure whether to tsk or cry!
ReplyDeleteVery well done...
ReplyDeleteHelicopter chick - without helicopter parents. Love it.
ReplyDeleteAnd that's just how it is! I'm a bit like that getting out of bed each morning! ;)
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