on a torn wing all alone up in the sky just above the scrubby hill like an outcast pushed away just how did you get that tear in the center of your long black wing like a knife sliced down the middle? did you upset your brother taking his share of the fishy feast you were sharing at the sea? did you move in on the neighbor’s girl thinking you’d be a better match realizing too late he was tougher than you thought? do you carry regret, or Was the whole thing easy to forget? what did you think now as you gaze down into the aqua waters lapping at the shore? what wisdom do you carry as you glide solo, the thermals your only companion? will you find a new family, maybe a band of misfits, or will you forever be the lone frigate soaring the sky?
This poem, the last I’ll share from my Gathering at the Sea collection, written while on holiday in San Agustinillo, Mexico in January 2021, is about a frigate bird I noticed while sitting on our balcony one afternoon. There are so many things to notice on the beach, around the posada, and in town, especially when you’re intentional about finding something different from what you’ve seen on previous visits. You can find other poems from my little collection previously posted here:
All of these poems are also part of an online collection I call Little Morsels of Delight.