Attack.
As sinks the cherry-plum sun
a hawk
unleashes his fire
and over naked-elm hill dives,
plume-tight,
!
!
!
straight downwards,
hangs in still air momentarily
wide-eyed and loose clawed
raptor then crashes
*!*
into a lone sparrow\'s chatter,
writing death warrant
**!**
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*
in whitening dusk.
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Weight of sudden attack
met success with
feathered explosion from
battle-high rush
of pitched buckle surprise.
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Grieving the slain I then spy
on moth-night\'s
distant and darkling horizon
a mate
~ - 0> almost stationary
in the ether
- -- - perhaps waiting
for brood\'s late feed
she, snatching bait in what
seems frenzy
quickly shoots tree-ward
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before dark blackens sky
to ebony crystal.
As sinks the cherry-plum sun
I admit
that for chicks to exist
hunger has to be sated and
hawk\'s display,
!
!
by accurate awesome speed
of nature\'s raw
beauty invites recognition
for such fearless skill.
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