by Julie A. Dickson
Silver glimmers through the haze
Morning dew and shadows fade
A bird, majestic sits on frond
As morning dawns upon the pond
Crickets chirp and frogs chime in
Without a care, the bird begins
To fish, unfettered by the day
Among the marshes, reeds and clay
Heron seeing cormorant
Competing yet they do not daunt
The wildlife, nor other bird
They jabber; some don’t speak a word
Of protest, there are fish for all
In the distance, loons that call
Egret, swoops and eats her catch
Settles on a rock to watch
Cousins feeding on the pond
White and silver, feasts abound
Julie A. Dickson is a poet and writer of young adult fiction who explores nature, life and teen issues. She is a member of the Poetry Society of New Hampshire and a regular contributor to several poetry publications. Dickson has lived in NH for over 30 years, has two grown children and three rescued cats.
Eric Poor is a retired journalist, reporting most recently for the award-winning newspaper The Monadnock Ledger-Transcript. He won numerous writing and photography awards from The New Hampshire Press Association (NHPA). He was twice named Columnist of the Year by the NHPA. An avid sportsman, he has been an outdoor columnist for 20 years for Hawkeye, New Hampshire’s outdoor sports newspaper.
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