In Rapt Silence
*
In the silence of the morning
broken and disturbed
with birdsong hardly curbed
I walk sleepily to my back porch
coffee already in hand
to sit and listen to the woodland
When I’m startled by new sound
I hear close above my head
the distinct hiss-shwep being said
In unison, we both swivel our heads
I, to find a barn owl sitting
she to discover me silently emitting
and there in the branch ten feet higher
her mate tucks his round head
eyes staring at me like the ghostly dead
Barely moving with soft hissing breath
holding sway with great diligence
she looks about with quiet vigilance
Their hiss-shwep sounds are being sent
menacing to the little field mouse
owls hoping for breakfast in the house
Wings spread in silent swooping glide
quick to lower branch and tree
behold two more owls are perched to see
In dark foliage mottled feathers blend
hunters sitting quiet side by side,
the search now looks quite intensified
Then quiet as quiet as an owl can be
down one swoops to the grassy ground
and back to the tree in quick turn around
a fight erupts with all wanting a little bite
but he says no-no, this is my hunting treat
you have to get your own breakfast meat
*This is actually a Rhyming Tercet (terza rima is a form of a tercet)
~3 line form stanzas~
6-26-2020
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Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2020
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