
Silent creature of the night,
Dimly featured by pale moonlight,
Quitely cutting through the dark,
Wisely judging its chosen mark,
Balanced gracefully o’er the ground,
Talons splayed, striking down,
Noiseless attack from out the air,
Helpless prey unaware,
As the sunlight lingers near,
The owl and moon have disappeared.
Copyright © 2022 Brandon Ellrich
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That’s natures way. Nicely written Brandon
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome Brandon
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Oh, such wonderful imagery.
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Thank you!
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