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Enigmatic Perspective

Amongst the treetops a falcon finds its prey Swooping down talons open to grasps it Only to let it drop so it’s bones will shatter Questions have arisen in the coming days Am I in the talons or am I the falcon hunting A gunshot is heard with a burst of feathers I am the bullet ceasing the existence of fables My words are the rifle in which they will fall

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Crystol Woods

Date: 6/27/2024 8:55:00 AM

Deeper than I could go in one reading I think... many layers of questions and truths. Questions about morality, the human condition, right and wrong, our choices. And written with your usual flare...unafraid. So impressive Beatrix! Applause! Xo

Tom Woody

Date: 6/27/2024 5:36:00 AM

Interesting how you approached this. Are you the falcon, the prey or the bullet? I have an alternative perspective, ie, the prey that gets away and finds safety, security, peace

Beatrix Macabre
Date: 6/27/2024 11:18:00 AM

Puzzles we play at Madhatters tea party… or just shoot the bird… Weird world these days… hehehe funniest I heard was population control.. They didn’t like the plot twist either…

Beatrix Macabre
Date: 6/27/2024 11:11:00 AM

No you keep answering into the riddle… Ready for the plot twist… Humans are prey the falcon is a monster attacking people… tsk tsk still don’t pull the trigger? I never denounce light, absolutely 100% never think that, the problem is darkness has disappeared… That question was an easy trigger pull… Why didn’t you is why I write poetry… Something is not balanced is it? Worst part.. No one does till the plot twist….. Nothing matters till your species is on the line.. Is that light?

Tom Woody
Date: 6/27/2024 7:21:00 AM

I'm the prey that got away. The falcon will not starve, it'll simply find other prey, don't you think? Is this a metaphor for escaping Satan's clutches and finding safety in the arms of a (The) Savior? I'll let you decide. Thank you for not considering me unintelligent ;) I certainly never considered you as such. But I'll never stop offering hope and light to crushed and broken hearts. It's who I am

Beatrix Macabre
Date: 6/27/2024 6:59:00 AM

Why do you think that I shot the predator? I knew you would write Tom, just as you wish for me to lighten do know I am doing the same in opposite fashion, I do not think your unintelligent or closed minded. Nor will I say anything to lower your spirituality because I believe to each their own… But starving the falcon is more cruel don’t you think? So which are you the prey starving the falcon? The bird killing an innocent creature or a bullet saving a life, unfortunately on earth, the reality is something has to die… I hope I gave you something to think about if you intend on me doing the same… Js… More clever than you give me credit for… This piece was intended for you… Specifically… hehehe I look forward to your answer…