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A Stare Stabbed Me -

A stare stabbed me – My eyes darted – a presence Loomed large, electrically. A horned owl was my assailant. A rest in a mesquite tree Made a meeting of chance. Through the glass door – The dividing line of succession – We wondered about the other Who should have dominion. By the talons I could discern ‘Twas the owl that won.

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Lisle Ryder

Date: 1/23/2024 11:43:00 AM

A moment so well captured.

Duke Beaufort

Date: 1/15/2024 3:16:00 PM

You capture how an encounter with nature can shock us and fill us with awe. There are so many marvelous creatures and you capture this with excitement. TY

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 1/15/2024 1:51:00 PM

A fantastic poem. Owls are a favorite with me. Thanks.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 9/10/2023 10:34:00 AM

I, too, loved to rest the mesquite trees as a child. Many sights, sounds, and creatures met me there. I truly love mesquite trees! I love every line of this Amy. Many thanks for the great poem and fun memories. A fav! :)

Amy Michelle Mosier
Date: 9/10/2023 6:28:00 PM

I see what you did there, Alice ... ha!