The kingfisher first looked around, <br />Before leaving the nest, <br />To see the sights that could be found, <br />To his north, south, east, west... <br />And high above and down below, <br />To learn what must be done, <br />For soon he'd leave, be on the go, <br />To fly beneath the sun... <br /> <br />And thus aware of all there was, <br />He ventured all in flight, <br />With me enthralled and all because <br />Here was a wondrous sight... <br />His bold blue wings transformed the scene <br />That Nature had prepared, <br />Amid each grey and brown and green, <br />What sight could be compared? <br /> <br />To me, here was a miracle, <br />A festival and more, <br />A precious sudden spectacle <br />That thrilled me to the core! <br />Like Superman across the sky! <br />Like Spider-Man as well! <br />I smiled and then I heaved a sigh... <br />So jealous, can't you tell? <br /> <br /> <br />Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2013. <br /> <br /> <br />The poem is based on the magnificent painting <br />by Stephen Gayford called 'Leaving The Nest'. <br /> <br /> <br />More Stephen Gayford poems here: <br />denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com<br /><br />Denis Martindale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaving-the-nest-4/
