The regret of the egrets
is time wasted in flight ...
with white wings extended
in the soft, fading light.
Losing their instincts,
they went far astray.
The regret of the egrets
was no time to play.
Cocoons of feathers
won’t help them today.
With wide wings extended,
they flounder in frost, light.
Without any regrets,
they surrender, don’t fight,
in the sweet afterglow.
Cradled by twilight
those huge, once mighty, egrets,
fly heavenly skies.
This is a very good write, Sandra! The imagery is well done, too. I wonder, though: "those huge, once might egrets," if you meant "mighty" in that line? ~~BonnieQ
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this write soars as beautifully as egrets do
i have no regrets on reading this poem--BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D