Fantasies make their own body heat;
warm air under their fluffed feathers
protects them from all kinds of weather,
and it’s a cosy place to tuck their beaks.
A build-up of fat under the epidermis
is like fantastic thermal underwear;
they can sit out long Antarctic winters
or soar above the Himalayas.
You might think that fantasies’ bare
legs and feet get cold, but no,
and, in hot weather, their warm blood flow
helps to keep them cool and aired.
A simple way for fantasies to escape
the weather is to flock together and migrate.
Kim M. Russell, 24th April 2021
Image by Shubham Shrivastava on Unsplash
I’m still recovering from the surprise of being a featured participant alongside Graham Parker – it really is a happy Saturday!
Today’s challenge is to find a factual article about an animal that repeats the name of the animal a lot, then go back through the text and replace the name of the animal with something else – it could be something very abstract, like ‘sadness’ or ‘my heart’, or something more concrete, like ‘the streetlight outside my window that won’t stop blinking’. We should wind up with some very funny and even touching combinations, which we can then rearrange and edit into a poem.
I turned to the RSPB bird guide and chose an article about how birds adapt to weather, which I wrote as a sonnet to celebrate Shakespeare’s birth/death day, which was yesterday.