Monday, April 18, 2011

the bird's nest

The bird's nest sits between bamboo poles
Holding it together with twigs and thin slice plastics
The nest for the eggs swaying with the wind
Alone with it hoping nature heat to form

The female bird never came
For the past 5 days I watched
Maybe it is dead somewhere on flight
It never made it for the egg to hatch

The male bird keeps calling
Squatting on the branches of palm trees
Watching the nest yet doing nothing
Waiting for its partner long time gone

Yesterday the strong wind and torrent rain
The nest couldn't stand the lashing of the wind
The twigs gathered upwards as if that was it
The nest needed to repair quickly

Yet the male bird just sees
Nothing is done leaving the egg alone
Letting the heat to work its magic
Maybe a little birdie will hatch maybe none at all

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