Avian Rights

Once in November I saw birds abide;
first was a wiry wren on a swing.
Avian rights allow nature her pride.

Then a proud peacock had nothing to hide;
she plied her plumage which let nature sing.
Once in November I saw birds abide.

High in the air was a predator glide;
watch as the confident hawk tips his wing!
Avian rights allow nature her pride.

I watched a studious robin and sighed;
patience and tracking the lawn are her thing.
Once in November I saw birds abide.

As I looked skyward I just about cried;
high up an elegant eagle was king.
Avian rights allow nature her pride.

Nature’s winged wonders make eyes open wide;
awe and a heartfelt amazement they bring.
Once in November I saw birds abide;
avian rights allow nature her pride.


19 Lines (Villanelle)
Writer’s Cramp
November 4, 2013

Prompt: 5 Birds
--wiry wren
--proud peacock
--confident hawk
--studious robin
--elegant eagle