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 STRAND COMPLETELY NEW POETRY (1)any form any theme Poetry Contest 1st Place