Duck Diaries

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Duck Diaries...

Remember the ducks
that I called the Visitors
well they have been renamed
They are now referred to
as the Tenants...

They skate in
from their first home
in the swampy little creek
across the river









unzipping the river








as they arrive for lunch

in the wattle tree
a silent watcher
keeps his beady eye on them
and their lunch

until he can wait no longer
and comes down to see
what is on the menu

and demonstrate
his dancing technique








ah ha
looks like
soggy sour dough bread








thank you
for your kindness

and then returns
to rest
with a fellow watcher...

and now
along comes a stranger
we haven't seen before

looking a little perplexed
and intimidated
by the squawking
of the ducks

she bides her time








until she gets the all clear

a boat has puttered
up the river

creating a swell -
the ducks can now
surf into shore...
for any last
remaining morsels








and a friar
completely nonchalant
takes up his post in the blue
overhead



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