Otter Watch

They writhed and tumbled Co-joined, play fighting Sleek wet bodies In aquatic display. Mother whickered Calling her children For the butterfish meal She'd caught fresh today. Two whiskered heads Popped out of the water 'We're coming', they cried Bellies empty from play. The bitch stepped aside As her offspring fed Appetites healthy, for She'd raised them, that way. As dusk falls, I leave Another satisfying day Filming the elusive otters Of Ardmaddy Bay.