Special Note: This poem is Part II of Lyric Poems - Part I is titled: The Nightjar and The Souljar. These should be read in sequence. There will be two more poems that follow (Parts III and IV). Please see links below this poem.
Seeing Her Again
I spied her the other day,
A whip-poor-will,
Nestled beneath youthful conifers
In a bed of needle, leaf, and debris.
There in the shallow
Two marbled lavender-grey eggs,
Always tended, lay waiting
To burst out new life.
Mated for life, my whip-poor-will,
Became Chuck-will's poor widow,
As I watched her beloved,
The nightjar, take flight.
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Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales
I love to write. I have a deep love for words and language; a budding philologist (a late bloomer according to my father). I have been fascinated with the construction of sentences and how meaning is derived from the order of words.
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