Showing posts with label wild animals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wild animals. Show all posts

Monday, April 18, 2011

A Day at the Park...


The lake at MacArthur Park in the Westlake/MacArthur Park section of LA isn't the most beautiful of lakes. It's a park that sits right in the middle of the city. But, I took this photo because of the message and painting on the concrete planter. Before I snapped the photo, there were 3 seagulls sitting there. I waw just a minute too late, since the one sea gull took off. But I like the message, "Let's Work Together." Sounds like a good thing for all of us to do on any day.

Tonight on the way home, I saw a woman get on the bus; she hadn't closed her wallet correctly, and there was something that looked like it was going to fall out of it. I tapped the man in front of me on the shoulder and asked very politely if he could tell her. Well, he was less than polite, telling me that I was bothering him. Such is life. I told the woman on the when I exited the bus and she thanked me.

Is there ever any season or right time for being courteous or kind? I think not...

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Some of the birds at MacArthur Park

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I love birds, I don't care what kind they are. I even love birds other people think are pests. Well, MacArthur Park isn't one of the best parks in SoCal, but I needed a walk the other day and I walked around the lake and took pictures of the birds there. Here are just a few of the photos I took.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

One Bird

Bird on rope
sits
in quiet contemplation

Crimson sun
frames
tiny song messenger

Avian contends with
dangers
speaking its own foreign tongue

Human writing poem
wishes
to understand this language

Before the next
sunset
winged creature flies home

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Cheetah

She’s fast
just by looking at her
body design
It’s evident in the way
nature made her
long, thin legs
deep chest for larger lung capacity
black tears down the face
a longer tail to balance and steer

Such a good mother
to cubs who sometimes don’t
make it to adulthood
as she preys so her cubs
become prey
for lions and hyenas
They are stronger than she
this lonely mother
with no help raising offspring

Still neither of these creatures
chirps and purrs
the way cheetah vocalizes
giving the illusion
she’s not as ferocious
as those who roar
or bark