Ducks – A “Wildlife” Sketch in Six Sentences – March 24, 2016

ducks in a pond

Ducks … they’re one of the major attractions of Lake Garda and are with us all year around, having found the climate warm enough for them to avoid the long winter haul to the south.  Our “wild” variety are mallards and they’ve sometime mixed with domestic ducks creating some interesting new liveries.  This time of the year, spring, is always fun where ducks are concerned.  The males begin to search out their ladies love stalking the poor dears in groups until she gets exasperated and flies off with a “qua, qua, qua” that sounds almost like a disdainful laugh.  By June though the couples will have been formed and the chicks hatched.  The tourists arrive with their children, delighted by the families of ducks scooting along the beach and sand.

© G.s.k. ‘16



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Pond(ering) – Butterfly Cinquain – December 4, 2015


a pond ..
coot a’swimmin
swift as a torpedo
wonderin’ what he finally found
two ducks
quacking, awakened in surprise
they too start a’swimmin
a dragon-fly
.. flies off

G.s.k. ‘15



A butterfly cinquain is a nine-line syllabic verse of the following pattern:  2 / 4 / 6 / 8 / 2 / 8 / 6 / 4 / 2.

Jane Doughery Writes: Poetry challenge #8: Butterfly cinquain

Jeremy’s Daily Challenge – August 17, 2014

Rustic River View by Brad Hammonds

A spark of humor
invited her merry gelasin
to flower in her rosy cheeks
as she observed, on the rustic river,
randy mallard ducks
splashing and quacking
in their courtship quarrels …
Teasing and joking
her boyfriend poked fun
at her interest …
Becoming circumspect,
she meditated
that not only ducks argue and fight
to be able to court their damsels,
so do some civilized men …
Like her own dear lover, Henry
and his rowdy rival Tom.


Written for Jeremy’s Daily Challenge … Weekend Medley 17/17 August

Haiku … Ducks May 24th 2014

the locals mixed with tourists
on a warm spring day

with a subtile quack
they discreetly laid them down
enjoying the shade

humans laid around
but little did this matter
the ducks owned the beach

Last Sunday, we went to Lake Garda for a few hours just to relax and as I was laying on the grass these two ducks decided to come and keep me company … to see the full series of photos go to Through the Eye of Bastet and have a peek!

Fibonacci: Duck’s Regata

From WDBWP: Prompt: Using the Fibonacci form, write a poem about what Nature means to You.  For you artists out there, feel free to elaborate with a work of art. Using:

1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13


Duck's Regata


Duck’s Regatta

They compete
For their place.
The prize, more food, space
They dance upon the autumn lake so elegantly,
Whilst men’s sails skim along horizons, ignoring their homage, imitating nature.

Ese’s Weekly Shoot and Quote Challenge: Feel

The week’s Ese’s Shoot and Quote Challenge is, feel!  Let me give it a whirl!


 “If you don’t feel it, flee from it. Go where you are celebrated, not merely tolerated.”

Paul F. Davis


Have a great week!