CCC162: The Parish Eagle

Little Robin in the churchyard hiding
What was it the bird found frightening
Was the old vicar sermonising
Or the new organ player improvising

It was the eagle, parish-bought
And in stone realistically wrought
To sit above the south porch-door
That frightened young Robin to his core

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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25 Responses to CCC162: The Parish Eagle

  1. Sadje says:

    Aww, that’s so unfair to the Robin.

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  2. Dale says:

    Poor little guy. He doesn’t deserve such ill treatment! Of course, I am certain the eagle was meant for much more nefarious sorts!

    Like

  3. Frank says:

    Wonderful! you do have a way with words!

    Liked by 1 person

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  5. Nope, Not Pam says:

    What a great poem, well written πŸ™‚

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  6. Such an amazing photo. Sweet little bird!

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  7. I can see he is peaking at you. Such a sweetie. And I love this poem .

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  8. nancyns384696 says:

    Oh, poor Robin! This is delightful! Love your poem, Crisp.
    Nan

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  9. GHLearner says:

    Lovely poem. Little birds seem so vulnerable but they have their ways.

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