Best Peregrine Poems
Watching you atop your tower
for once
wishing not to be you
but to be the dove
on which you prey
to so honourably
have you take my pain away
I turned
to set this thought to paper
when I looked back
you were gone
and I sank
so sad
to still be there.
Categories:
peregrine, bird, sad,
Form:
Free verse
A peregrine falcon masters the sky
its wings majestically arched with flair
soaring with the elements eye to eye.
In a flurry of speed, it flashes by
serenely aloof, untethered and rare
a peregrine falcon masters the sky.
Sunlight gilds feathers as soft as a sigh
and flickering flecks ignite in the air
soaring with the elements eye to eye.
Naturally nimble, graceful, and spry,
inspiring both audacity and dare
a peregrine falcon masters the sky.
Riding an invisible thermal high
it lifts me until suddenly I’m there
soaring with the elements eye to eye.
Like poetry in motion, wingtips fly
and awed by its beauty, I can but stare.
Soaring with the elements eye to eye,
a peregrine falcon masters the sky.
(Villanelle)
3/7/2015
Categories:
peregrine, beauty, freedom, imagery, nature,
Form:
Villanelle
I'm a bird of prey creme de la creme.
On air, I'm like a heat-seeking missile,
a kamikaze airplane swooping down
on prey with lethal precision.
My large eyes, as sharp as an Eagle's.
Tell the Eagle I said so!
I can also spot and zero-in on a prey
from thousands of feet high!
I'm a solitary speed demon of a bird.
Don't even think Cheetah; I'm so fast
that cat moves like a tortoise to me.
Land or air, I am indeed the fastest
animal on the face of the planet.
Pardon my vaingloriousness!
Did I mention I'm a cannibal, too?
Yes, I feed on other birds.
I'm often called the "duck hawk"
because...well, I enjoy duck meat!
I sexually mature at the age of three.
I typically breed from March to May.
I don't build my own nests, I simply use
existing vegetation to lay my eggs.
There's incredible power in my sturdy wings
An indefatigable traveler, I get around
the world, spotted in every continent!
I'll repeat, in case you've already forgotten...
I'm the fastest living thing alive.
Tell the Cheetah I said so!
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Date written: 09/27/2020
Categories:
peregrine, animal, bird, humor, imagery,
Form:
Personification
a bullet from sky
peregrine falcon‘s blitz dive~
snatching dove for meal
Date written 07/05/2020
Sponsor Tania Kitchin
haiku with movement nature themed
Categories:
peregrine, animal, bird, science,
Form:
Haiku
The huntsman and his peregrine
Woods was all his belongings
The huntsman's only pride and his holy livelihood
Flew an injured peregrine to his land one evening
Her quill feathers perfumed of mountains and coastal
She was somebody or someone of a kind like peregrine species of grass
He beholds an earnest affection for this creature
Full of dotes well up inside her injuries and wounds
One dawn when sun rises and it's scorching rays erased everything into ashes ...
'His love for her
Her faith on him'
And the woods inscribed-
Her blood of despair
Her thirst for life
Her soul sheds tears miserably
But the huntsman owes no mercy to his once beloved peregrine
Pain was all
Pain is all
Pain shall be
Isn't this Pain, how can be composed of such tinsy four letters word
Isn't this Pain, more hungry and greed for massive depth inside the broken soul
Isn't this Pain, stands injustice to the medicine called painkillers doses
Isn't this Pain, a tryst with life each breathe and those wounds just spiced up again!
The huntsman or my beloved man;
His peregrine or I was his beloved (once)!
Categories:
peregrine, february, feelings, how i
Form:
Free verse
~The Prodigious Peregrine~
The wide winged Peregrines
soar over the ocean.
Flapping their wings
in steady motion.
Grazing the waves
as they head for the caves
shadowing the finned
on their way there.
The prey they ensnare
makes their trip through the air
proof they are quite disciplined.
When it's time to resume
they will fly by the moon
back to their grassy bedding.
There they will rest
feeling well fed
under the sunshine
basking.
When their bellies cry out
they'll go back into flight
for now, they lay
quietly resting.
Categories:
peregrine, bird,
Form:
Alliteration
Green carpet fields, laid seamed and edged
with berry hedge
and windswept tufted trees hemline the valley stream that cuts through to the sea.
Coarse bracken covers the higher cliff,
with feather ferns in darker damper climbs
beside the path's incline.
Here sloes display September's hues - softened bloom on velvet blues.
Blackberry brambles necklaced red and black
their spangled jewels among the thorny tangles
where many feet have passed beside this trodden path.
High above, a silhouette against the sky, held there by the upward lift of wind, above the land-slipped cliff,
a Peregrine hangs with quivered pinion wings,
a master of its feathered span.
With stationed head his keen eyes scan.
Then off on swing with gliding bow before the bird returns to hold once more, then drop with close-fold wings down to the grassy floor to disappear from sight.
Beyond, now focussed into view, below horizon's silver line, a small white sail and jib command the breezy sea.
Both man and bird display with ease their timeless gift, with God alone sustaining both as Spirit breathes,
but neither know.
Seeing this alone, and only with grace-gifted eyes, I in silent wonder laud each their perfect mastery to their master and their Lord.
Categories:
peregrine, appreciation, beauty, christian, nature,
Form:
Free verse
A majesty of nature sits there in the dead tree
A majesty of flight turns to look at me
A majestic raptor braced and tuned for this cold
Majestic eyes scan the valley deep for prey yet untold
A majestic transformation to flight
Effortless drop, invertedly!
Precision, speed, raw might
Soaring low into the deep valley
This king of the skies now stoops vertically
This predator is in a class of its own
This falcon of majesty.
Categories:
peregrine, appreciation, bird, nature, sky,
Form:
Free verse
The peregrine falcon inspires fear
In 'most every bird, far and near,
Such air pressure as he swoops so fast!
Three eyelids protect him from the blast.
Categories:
peregrine, bird, fun, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
A gray splintering of light,
mottled wings spear the air.
Their heads sharply applied
as if the wind itself tore through
openings in the sky.
The birds circle and swoop,
circle and swoop.
They are not hunting,
a flickering gravity
is their playground,
the rockface their Jacobs ladder.
They spiral high
then a rollercoaster of ecstasy
tips them back toward the earth
as arrows thrown from a bow.
We onlookers
are left hanging from a ledge of vision.
Whomever lets go first
they alone get to take a photograph
of their passing blur.
Categories:
peregrine, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
we barely speak
two ships sail in the night
lost love without light
we shall not meet
unless we see
the beacon shine at night
in both hearts our ships sail
towards fresh moonlight
that pass the test
the peregrine eyes of
the lighthouse
Categories:
peregrine, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
A crescent of high cliffs
rooted into a plateau of heathland.
From all directions cloud mottled wings,
dart between the light and shade -
falcons, their wingspans
aerofoiled for instant chase.
Heads and beaks
seem to part the sky,
as the raptors javelin the air.
Peregrine’s dive through
their own wind-dancing arabesques,
their streaked silhouettes
skimming over the towering rocks.
Camera's gaze to hold and capture,
lens's fishing for those ever passing
bolts of speed.
Malham's soaring cove
seems to be both their nesting
acre of sky,
and a place for plodding minds
to only follow.
Categories:
peregrine, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Mottled wings spear the air,
a grey flash and splintering.
Stream lined heads sharply applied
as if the wind itself tore through
openings in the sky.
The birds circle and swoop,
dive and free-fall, tumble & soar,
spiral high, riding a rollercoaster
of avian ecstasy.
We, the heavy-footed,
chase with our lenses,
aiming to catch these flickering arrows -
most capture only a blurring blear.
Whoever reacts ahead of a second-thought
may snatch an image,
as their swift jiggering flights
leave us standing
momentarily turned to stone.
Categories:
peregrine, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Time flies like a fiery peregrine
infinity takes its bronze sweetened time
seeing all with the opaque eye of the terrapin.
Time is a tambourine -it has little mercy
it'll wake you from you sweetened sleep.
Infinity is the fluted buddha of compassion
the shaman of other worldly things.
In between lies a wizard placing souls in crystal ball
and shaking nightmares from their dreams.
The well intentioned walk the earth searching for the key
to unlock the treasure chest to life's grand mystery.
Some take the Ayahuasca path into other realms
to forever mince the ego within its iron shell.
One trip brings a crystal forest of angels.
The other the fractal mind of mechanical elves.
A carnival ride into a slanted room of mirrors
where seekers are seen forever looking for the self.
Jesus, the pristine, forgotten upon a restless throne
rehearsing parchment lines for the final scene...
The immaculate firefly, forever gently guiding
the faithful along the long-ragged path back home.
Categories:
peregrine, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
peregrine nosedive
swooping in whilwind spiral
~ lark's last aria
Categories:
peregrine, bird, nature,
Form:
Haiku