Poem: Chasing


Caught in flight
Her wings are blurred
And frame is slight


Chasing her down
While she flits about
Can make one frown


She can be hard to spot
Going hither and yon
An easy target she is not


But when she finally lands
And the shot is good
I can make some noise and clap my hands!


18 thoughts on “Poem: Chasing

  1. I was taking photos of a rather splendid preying mantis, my old dog noticed my attention on the thing and promptly ate it. Photoshoot over..

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