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Tuesday, 10 April 2012

A heron poem

The Calvinist

The heron is a Presbyterian minister,
Standing gloomy in his long grey coat,
Looking at his own reflection in a Sabbath loch.

Every now and again, pronouncing fire and brimstone,
He snatches at an unsuspecting trout
And stands with a lump in his throat.

The congregation of midges laughs at him in Gaelic;
He only prays for them, head bent into grey rain,
As a lark sings psalms half a mile above.

Kenneth Steven                                                                               (who has kindly allowed me to use this in my blog)

2 comments:

Peggy Ann said...

Wonderful comparison!

Evelyn/Ev/Evee said...

I adore Kenneth's poems, Peggy! They are so descriptive!