my dear, you are a
tiny Tintoretto, a gangly
watermelon-striped
ball of feathers and hope
that against waves of
crushing odds
has managed to keep its
head above water.
a collection of ramblings
my dear, you are a
tiny Tintoretto, a gangly
watermelon-striped
ball of feathers and hope
that against waves of
crushing odds
has managed to keep its
head above water.
somewhere up a tree 
Beautiful poem and picture.. the waves in the picture look as if they’re painted! I love the line “a gangly, watermelon striped ball of feathers and hope”. Amazing and apt description.
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Thank you!!! It’s a grebe chick – i.e., the baby of the tiniest duck in India, and therefore even tinier and all the cuter for it. 😛
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Just beautiful. Everything!
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on outdoorswithcamera and commented:
Grebes— a glorious world unto themselves. Thank you for adding the poetry dimension.
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I’m so glad you liked it. Grebes are some of the most charismatic animals I’ve had the pleasure of coming across.
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Beautiful! amazing picture!
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Thank you!
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