The neglected parrot exists
for the moment when food,
water, and his owner arrive.
“Say pretty Polly, then!” Continue reading “Polly”

The Lady in the Lake

“You shot a duck!” the Lady said,
arising from the lake.
The hunter turned his gun around,
though terror made him shake.

He fired – and his head went ‘plop’
as it sank into the murk.
The gentle Lady re-submerged,
contented with her work.


Fireworks all night
– I think of wildlife
too frightened to sleep
or look for food –
and all to celebrate
the burning alive of a human being
long ago in a barbarous age.

Enough now.
Let’s show mercy to living pets
if not to a man long dead
so we can all
rest in peace.