From a Nonet of Eggs …

By Rhiannonw

Sat, 30 Jun 2018
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Nine little nestlings, beaks open wide –
in flies Mum, pops insects inside.
One weak nestling, always last
– the rest all feather-up fast;
then four left the nest …
five out, then six,
seven, eight
fledgling
chicks.

[IP: Nonet poetic form]

 

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Submitted by agnosticnun on

Sweet - until it leaves you worried about what happened to the weak ninth. Great use of the form!

Kristi

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you! Yes, one often doesn't survive, but all the rest did this time! and no predators. It isn't easy to keep this form flowing is it? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I love the title. I didn't know any birds had nine chicks. That must be very stressful. The two seagull babies on our chimney make me worried just listening to them

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

oh, Di, I was trying to see what would fit such a form of lines, but the blue and great tits and goldcrests do lay about a dozen eggs I think. In Springwatch they are trying to count how many chicks are in there, and often one is not growing well. But my intention was just a sort-of representative generic rhyme. Don't know if that's allowable? Rhiannon