Lake Nakuru is framed by a bright pink line,
Of flamingoes resting or choosing to dine,
On bits and bobs along its shore,
Under acacia trees, that provide shade and more.
The flamingoes feed on plankton rich in vitamin A,
Which gives them their glorious pink display.
Lake Nakuru means ‘a dusty spot’,
But that is something that it is not,
It is shallow, saline and covered with birds,
When they take off together, you’re lost for words…
Lake Nakuru
18 Friday Oct 2013
Posted in poetry

I love the photo of the flamigoes. Really shows where the inspiration for your poem comes from
Thank you Fiona!
Lovely picture… I only wish it were bigger. Nice poem, too! π
Thank you Bonnie!