I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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31 March 2012

Late Afternoon Walk

There go the ibis
flying to rest
in their alphabetical lines:
U V, a message of warning
against the sun.

Striping a bank of cloud
the sun sends down
its longest rays,
waterfalls of light.

From behind a higher cloud
the sun emerges,
glittering now
too bright for eyes.

Shrilling, the ibis roost,
dotting the top
of the highest, roundest tree
in this warm hour
before the edge of night.

Submitted, almost a year after writing and posting, for Poets United's Poetry Pantry #142


  1. Lovely.....how gentle and sensitive.

  2. Beautiful. You are so lucky to be able to see ibis in your area.

    1. We have lots of them here. It is common to see them strolling about town.


  3. Interesting that Ibis is the Egyptian god of writing -- thus not surprise that they wrote in the sky for you to inspire this fine poem just before the sun set.

  4. very visual work. i feel like i am there with the sunset. :)

  5. A beautiful telling of the scene...thanks for taking us along.

  6. Warm hour, before the edge of night. I LOVE that time of day. And here in the Sonora Desert, although I do not see Ibis, I enjoy bats and Great-Horned Owls amongst other wild creatures.

  7. So gorgeous the alphabetical lines and the roosting. It seems the Ibis are guardians to the walker!

  8. Oh how lovely, Rosemary. I wish myself there!

  9. "the sun sends down
    its longest rays,
    waterfalls of light."

    Beautiful lines, excellent marriage of concept and visual.

  10. Many thanks to you all; glad I was able to share my environment with you a little while. :)