Bird Of Prey

 

Awaken in
Early morning
Mindfully restored,
Presence seeking
Gracious gentle flight,

I stream across
Golden glow
Imagine pushing time –
Remaining curious to
Miracles of this life,

Each sight and sound magnified
As fields bathed in solstice dew,
Outstretched wings sample
Zephyr’s equilibrium…only
Hunger deafening senses.

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Ifyouplease
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Zephyr’s equilibrium, the fructifying wind, the messenger of spring, the wind that blows in Elysian Fields, the husband of the goddess of rainbow.
again a delicately descriptive poem

Mitch
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I second ifyouplease – that last line ‘only hunger deafening senses’ was wonderful almost Haiku-ish.

Sweetwater
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Can I also add my appreciation of that last line, it is so cleverly done.
Lovely poem. Sue.

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