Owl

Our tawny little bird, old world avian is out on a limb today. Often seen peeking face of angel or small child, or demon from knotty oval hole in our tree.

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 5/6/2024 6:16:00 AM

I have to fav this one Carol. Not only is it a great Pleiades, it brings a smile to my face. :)

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 5/6/2024 7:26:00 PM

Thank you so much, Linda. I'm glad you liked it. Carol Louise

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 5/5/2024 9:35:00 PM

Owls of all sizes are captivating. I like to hear the sound of them at night. This was a beautiful dedication to a fine bird.

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 5/5/2024 11:02:00 PM

Thank you, Hilda. I'm glad you liked the poem.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 4/29/2024 7:48:00 AM

Dear Carol, First of all, Owls are my favorite birds of the air!! your poem eloquently captures the picture of the enigmatic owl, a creature steeped in symbolism and mystery. Its majestic and eerie presence evokes a sense of wonder and intrigue. I loved how your words capture the essence of its watchful gaze, hinting at the deeper layers of meaning hidden within its nocturnal realm. Wonderful! - Blessings, Daniel

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 5/5/2024 11:00:00 PM

Thank you, Daniel. I'm glad you liked it.