They tell me we are lucky tied with human habitation, food and nesting options and little natural predation. The woods are rather thin now and grasslands quite lean, they say there were days past when everything was green. They move in search of havens now that promise sanctuary, where humans haven’t set foot yet and … Continue reading Future, Imperfect, Tense
Mountains of concrete; Trees of metal; Rivers of effluent; Earth of asphalt; Pastures of garbage; Desolate nest! – Narendra Nayak © 2018
Some seek shallow wetlands, or meadows lush and open, yet others quest for canopies, deep woods treeline unbroken, with sustenance abundant, and safety of the brood, where roosting is so carefree, with no one to intrude. Does such a haven exist still, they soar to strive and find, Flying afar their search unbound, yet tired … Continue reading Will The Silhouettes Fade?
“Bzzzz bzzz bzz!” … “whirr whirrr whir?” … “hmmm hm hmm!!” … the gathering was raucous and the cacophony hung above the pasture like a disagreeable smog. “Silence in the grasslands, please. I now call this meeting to order”, Sylph the Damselfly called out, her piercing voice ringing out into the swarm of some hovering, … Continue reading Damsels and Dragons