Hello, and welcome! This is 15 Words or Less Poems, a low-pressure way to wake up your poetry brain (guidelines here), and I’m very glad you’re here.
In the flat we stayed in in London (Canary Wharf area) for a few days, we could feed the ducks and birds right off our balcony or from the walkway below. We were on a bywater of the Thames (Blackwater Basin, I think), and there was a raft anchored with a huge swan nest on it and a beautiful pair of swans. They are just the most majestic birds.
This image makes me think of several things:
- fairy tales
- ancient marble statues
And here’s my first draft. Isn’t it strange how one thing can change the way we see everything, even when it’s all by context and connotation? A bird does not change me or the apartment we were staying in or the bread. But it all felt different. Magical.
It’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS! (Title doesn’t count toward word count.)