Statue of Blue
It looks like a blue statue,
standing still, calm, and tall,
but now a summer breeze
is blowing across the pond,
and something is slowly shifting
on the top of its slim head,
lifting up,
falling down,
swaying side to side,
and suddenly,
I see
they are long, slender feathers
just as the statue
springs to life
and spears the water
with his pointy bill,
like a blue lightning bolt.
standing still, calm, and tall,
but now a summer breeze
is blowing across the pond,
and something is slowly shifting
on the top of its slim head,
lifting up,
falling down,
swaying side to side,
and suddenly,
I see
they are long, slender feathers
just as the statue
springs to life
and spears the water
with his pointy bill,
like a blue lightning bolt.
This poem is copyright (©) Rebecca St. Pierre 2025
About the Writer
Rebecca St. Pierre
Rebecca writes, photographs nature, and creates artwork in Ontario, Canada. Her writing has appeared in a variety of publications, including YES Mag: The Science Magazine for Adventurous Minds and the book The Fur-Bearing Trout...and Other True Tales of Canadian Life. Rebecca's haiku received honourable mention in the 11th-Annual ACES Poetry Contest. She enjoys helping protect wild animals as a volunteer writer for a wildlife rehabilitation centre.
