Among reeds <br />Surrounded by waves of rock, <br />Stands a Heron. <br />In its beak <br />The X of a frog <br />About to make his final 'plop! '. <br /> <br />The Heron collects, <br />Beak first, then out around the wings, <br />Slowly, slowly all the way down, down <br />To its claw tips. <br />Slowly. Slowly drawing the cloak that is Heron <br />Up, up into air.<br /><br />Seamus Hogan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heron-west-cork-2/
