Dragonfly

31/1/11
Darting eyes follow a dragonfly,
Paws up and down and again
pacing aside the water, watching
ever so patient, waiting
for the opportunity that will never come,
Is the insect clever or just lucky?
He balances on air ripples smartly,
Lazily yet quickly gliding through the air
as low as the ground one second,
Next as high as the tree’s,
Darting eyes follow a dragonfly,
Tail to the left, to the right again,
mouth opens softly with impatience
growing, paws up and down but no luck,
Is the insect thinking or just instinctual?
He swerves in the shape of a z,
Slowing down as he finds a nice breeze
that lets his tiny wings gain a rest,
Still they move faster than
the darting eyes,
With no words a game is played
over and over and over again,
The joys of nature.