It was the season again
when potent birds
retired to their nest
to lay the eggs of their toil.
This was a season
the bird community looked forward to
for the variation in harvest
of potent birds.
Yet, this was also a period
when gossip birds
clustered at corners
ridiculing and laughing at their objects.
Little dirty bird with blemish
retired to her nest like the rest.
Of course she attracted gossip birds
who cheered at her sarcastically.
The season came and left
eggs of toil were laid and hatched
products were to be sampled
all but little dirty bird with blemish
came out with theirs.
While they were about to conclude
Little dirty bird with blemish
emerged with her produce;
they were bigger than the rest
stronger than the best
and more beautiful than the queen bird’s.
Then she said to the community
“When I was about to lay
You all were expecting to see pigeons
Now watch my eagles fly.”
Written for Writer’s Island Prompt, “Emerge”
Published: October 2010
Modified: 2014
Lord Emmanuel 
This is a great write. Lots of fun. Love and Light, Sender
Great title. Great bird story.
Lovely take – I didn’t see it coming!
A great story and one well told. Cheers
absolutely delightful… never, evah touch my eggs…
This was a fine reminder that a rough exterior often belies the miracle within, well conceived Emmanuel…
…rob
This is too splendid emmanuel! Just awesome. majestic and beautiful like the eagles that soar the highest skies.
Inspiring and very well written. I enjoyed this poem very much.
Wysteria
Yes, just watch the eagles fly! Beautiful poem and message.
Beautifully done with the prompt – makes for a rather thoughtful piece, quite unique, and the last three lines are most entertaining.
So many gossiping birds? I agree! I would love to sit with you and watcg your eagles fly! Such a bouyant poem!
That is a great poem. I loved the imagery and then the ending was such a nice surpirse.
Thank you, reading it was time well spent.
so beautifully done here…eagles fly, more powerful emerge, right?
Glad to see you take the challenge and map out a masterful piece on the prompt.
Happy Saturday.
You had me with the title. About 100 miles from here is an eagle nesting grounds. I have stood and watched them do their wing-waltz on several occasions. I like your poem, especially how it relates to the ugling duckling story, but contains other metaphoric realities in our present day world. Congrats on this one,
Elizabeth
An excellent take on the story, and the final few lines were perfect.
A wonderful new ‘ugly duckling’ story. I love the spiralling form of it, as well as the story.
ViV
This is an awesome poem my friend. Beautifully written with much thought given to it, and I just love the last two lines. Excellent! hugs Viola
I so love the last three lines. You make it just when others are expecting the opposite!
Another nice one.