The howl
downwind the coyote
it quites fowl
upon their waters
joins and drifts between the shores of silence
waning with the moon.
The loon,she cries
before she dives
bobbing offspring ripple,as they dine the
dawns delights.
The geese
they goose
their goslings
thru the reeds,that feed and shelter
tiny feet they web the minnows
as they eat.
The owl
hears howls of wind and fauna
only it can see
the deer,turn a ear
to the scent within the whispers.
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Author:
dean langmuir (
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- Category: Nature
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This is very poetic in the animal kingdom. Does the owl see all, and can it alert to the coyote on the prowl.
Thanks for commenting and fav-ing,and the owl probaly does both,take care
Wow really picturesque. I love this natural scenery you portrayed and you did splendidly.
Thanks Rocky,I'm trying new topics and words to present,I was goiing to comment on some your poems but the others said it so well.Poet on,have great day.
Thanks so much,I am trying to write on different topics and levels so to speak,I was goiing to comment on some of your poems but felt the others said it well.take care.
Really nice - a connectedness to nature we so often forget - inspired.
I agree,I'm fortunate enough it to have it at my fingertips.take care.
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