Quite the dandy drake is he.
With emerald green hat
and orange painted toes
he poses and preens
upon the hillside for all to admire.
Fancy white neckband
atop a chestnut colored vest,
he is sure to please the ladies.
His dappled gray suite of fine quality
is adorned with a hanky of smashing blue.
But all of this is fickle indeed,
for how nice would it be
if he didn't fly off but stuck around
to help with the raising of the babies!
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens 365, 4-5-11
The poetry prompt today from "Kells" daily writing prompts is: Write a poem about facts (or wierd facts) that you know. Well, I was shocked to find out that Mallard ducks do not mate for life as I loved the book "Make Way for Ducklings" when I was a child and it made it seem the pair lived together "happily ever after"! But no, the male abandons the family (when the eggs are laid) and sometimes starts another relationship. After mating season, the male "relaxes" during molting season in a secluded, food-rich spot leaving the female(s) to incubate and raise and protect her 8-13 ducklings.
The following photo is for "Black & White Wednesday" and "Weekend Reflections" which I will hook up with later this week: