Poetry in Motion

Poetry in Motion

From out of the sun and out of the west,this Oak Bluffs osprey descends toward its nest.

He returned from the south about two weeks late;he’s now patiently seeking a mate.

When not perched on the nest or fishing nearby,he flies intricate patterns high in the sky.

He shows style as an avian he‑male,hoping it will attract a female.

It’s an amazing display by one,defining his prominent place in the sun.

It’s more than just an idle notion;this landing is poetry in motion.