The cormorant lands on the pole
frantically searching for its mate
in the afternoon
late for his date
Calling loudly
distress in his voice
vibrating across the water
his intercom of choice
The hours pass
he is diligently waiting
crooning for her
he is frantically anticipating
The female cormorant arrives
answering his call
they begin the courting dance
having a ball
Hours spent
courting without rest
diving for food
gathering items for a nest
The sun sets
the cormorants fly away
together as a couple
soon a family will be on the way
copyright 2018 Debbie Pierce
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That’s so cute 🙂
Thank you.
Love this! I can picture the dance 🙂
Thank you.
You are always so eloquent. It’s such a pleasure to read your poetry. I’m glad you’re here and I have the honour of reading your work.
Thank you for your kind words. Have a wonderful day!
This was so lovely to read 🤗
Thank you.