The Prize

Three good friends canoe down the Kinni
Each with their own bag of thoughts.

They navigate through Clapping Waters
All ready to share the contents of their bags
Two being fuller than one
They begin with the artist.

When all of a sudden in mid sentence
Time stops…
The powers of Nature are among them
Before any of them see her
They hear the air between her wings.

The fisherman in the rear
Only noticed the fish.
The artist in the front
Only saw the bird.
The dreamer in the center
Wide eyed, witnessed the marvel of both.

An Eagle great in essence and size came from above
Diving down to the surface of calm waters
A little ahead of the trio
Grabbing a huge trout in her claws
Hovering over the water
Flapping her powerful wings
Gathering her strength

Then flying away with her prize.

River June ‘10 ~A true story dedicated to the artist.

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7 Responses to The Prize

  1. slpmartin says:

    Really love the way you told this story in you poem….wonderful images.

  2. ziibi1 says:

    Thank you ! 🙂 It was an unforgettable experience. Did my explanation of Gichigami help?

  3. Kavita says:

    Wowww… Who am I ? The artist, the dreamer or the fisherman? I suppose time will tell…
    But when I get to that day, I will definitely be reminded of this beautiful poem… The scene was just fascinating! And the way you have brought out the concepts of perspective and perception.. TOO GOOD! Reading this poem was MY PRIZE !
    I remember writing something on the lines of perspective too, some time back… <a href=""here it is (just in case)…

    Have a beautiful week ahead!

    • Kavita says:

      Ahem.. I messed it up big time… didn’t i ? 😦
      Anyway, here goes!

      • ziibi1 says:

        I’m not sure what you are referring too~ your reply or link? You have a title for your blog that states such simple truth about writing and reading. I never thought of someone trying to put their feet in the shoes of the three canoers. But why wouldn’t you or someone else think of which one they are or when they have been one or the other. The poem actually really truly happened and I was the lucky one(I think lol) that saw it all. I was flabbergasted that they perceived what they did ending up missing the other. It happened probably 15 years ago and was one of many of my lessons on perception.

  4. Kavita says:

    I was referring to the link.. 🙂
    Oh yea… perceptions… amazing indeed!
    It really must’ve been quite an experience for you..witnessing 3 entirely different views of the exact same scene… 🙂
    Thanks for sharing…

    • ziibi1 says:

      The Eagle was an amazing site. I will never forget. Three perceptions at once was pretty cool. lol 🙂

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