Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Sighting

Friends go on safaris
To observe life in the wild.
Here in New York City,
All the wildlife’s fairly mild.

But yesterday I had a thrill
To vanquish any scowl
For, hidden in a leafy tree,
There sat a saw-whet owl.

Birders with binoculars
Had homed in on this treasure
And the little bird sat still,
Just filling us with pleasure.

I’ve never seen an owl alive
Except those in a zoo
And here was one in Central Park -
A saw-whet, too – who knew?

It wasn’t quite a lion
Or a zebra or giraffe
But my saw-whet owl sighting
Was excitement and a half!

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Red Omara March 19, 2013 at 10:25 PM Reading the comments, Ilene, it seems nobody has seen an owl. New York must be really hard core civilisation. Lovely poem, though. And thankyou for your congratulations. - Red

Robert Johnson March 17, 2013 at 3:33 PM Gosh, I'm not sure I've ever seen an Owl either. Hmmm. :) Central Park's not the zoo it used to be huh? :)

Pam Woolford March 16, 2013 at 12:27 AM Ilene, I've never seen an owl in the wild only pictures. You made this little bird really come alive in your poem. Very enjoyable read. Pam x

Terrell Martin March 15, 2013 at 9:37 AM LOVE your 4th stanza: "A saw-whet, too – who knew?" Sounds like you've captured the essence of the owl in a single, amazing sighting. I, too (Who knew?) love birds of all kinds and find this poem quite...may I say, Devine! Terry

Robert Heemstra March 14, 2013 at 6:36 PM I never saw an owl, but I heard an owl while I was in Georgia, USA. A nice read on New York Safari.