Lonely Duck

I’m just a lonely duck,
Here all by myself,
The others have left me,
Alone on the shelf.
Digital Camera
I tried to be friendly,
I flapped and I dived,
The guys all ganged up on me,
But I still survived.
The girls were so tarty,
With their feathers of brown,
They waggled their tails at me,
Then called me a clown.
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No-one wanted my company,
Unless to start a scrap,
It was below my dignity,
And I wanted none of that.
The Marina is quiet,
No others in sight,
I have all the food now,
So I don’t have to fight.
Digital Camera

I may be a lonely duck,
Just one swimming by,
But you’ve taken my picture,
So I’m that handsome guy!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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3 Responses to Lonely Duck

  1. Oh, that is sweet. And I feel for that little fellow.
    It’s funny how we get so caught up in anthropomorphizing so much of that around us. I cannot go five minutes without doing so. It makes life much more creatively rich for me.
    Are you going to name this lovely lad?

    • At the moment he’s referred to as Lonely Duck, and we see him every day. We haven’t heard from Laughing Duck, Rooster Duck, Hoover Duck, The Three Bachelors or our Quartet cleaning crew for over a week. The two that have adopted next door’s boat have also been absent. Methinks there are some shenanigans going on elsewhere, though there were some splashes in the water this evening coming back from Maggie’s final wee but we couldn’t exactly see how many.
      However, one of the herons has been seen hovering over the waters edge recently and catching the small fish, so maybe there are ducklings somewhere and the adults are keeping them well away until they’re older.

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