Roy Pett Poet Ode

Snowy Owl

As day turns to night she's awaken
hunter, food provider for her brood,
Stretch, flap wings, feathers shaken,
pitch black, one thing on her mind
nocturnal rodents high protein food,
with stealth she flies, silent, streamlined,
eyes clear, professional killer,  all fears
especially mice, vole, one way blood feud,
when our snowy owl silently appears.

Nocturna.
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Darlene De Beaulieu September 2, 2017 at 8:43 AM I have enjoyed this poem. I like the owl, to me it looks like a wise bird.I also like the sound this bird makes. Have a nice day my friend. Roy Pett September 2, 2017 at 11:57 AM Thank you very much Darlene for your very kind comment, I love all birds but the owl is one of my favourites, thanks again for your support much appreciated. :)

Anne-Lise Andresen August 31, 2017 at 1:04 PM - A beautiful animal with sharp eyes, the owl is not easy to see in a snowy landscape Roy - Lovely ode poem - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Roy Pett September 1, 2017 at 3:08 AM Thank you so much for your very kind comment Anne-Lise, I agree all owls are beautiful and graceful, thanks again for your support. :))

Heidi Sands August 31, 2017 at 7:53 AM Well done Roy! I have always wanted to see a Snowy Owl! :) Roy Pett August 31, 2017 at 10:16 AM Thank you very much Heidi, they live mainly in Scandinavian Countries, but there are a few in the UK, they are absolutely beautiful. Thanks again. :))