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 2026
About the Writer
Rebecca St. Pierre
Rebecca writes poetry, photographs nature, and creates artwork in Ontario, Canada. Her writing has appeared in a variety of publications, including The Solitary Daisy, YES Mag: The Science Magazine for Adventurous Minds, The Lit Platform, and The Fur-Bearing Trout...and Other True Tales of Canadian Life. She is inspired by Nature and the brilliant young people in her family. You will find more of Rebecca’s work at her website, WordFlightAndLight.mypixieset.com.
