Gone Fishing

photo by Kat Mortensen

There they are

the two men

at their private spot

(or what each thought was his private spot)

Each is too proud

and too stubborn to move

so they feign apathy

for the other's presence

But a casual observer

might see

a well rehearsed dance

mirrored males

See the straight backs?

the necks elongated just so?

the legs bent with feet nudged

toward water's edge?

Look at the pointy beaks and

intent expressions

This could be a rivalry or

just two pals

Gone fishing.

submitted for Sunday Challenge at Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

and Poetry Jam, Connections