Nature Falcon Poems

He soars above the heat,
High above, sun’s right hand man,
Watching the mewling amateurs underneath.

His sight instills fear,
Though too high to steal a glance,
Where he navigates,...

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I can recall another lifetime, one where I could fly
Gazing down upon the earth, moonlight glinting in my eye
A king among the stars with a...

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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...

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The wood pigeon awoke on her roosting perch,
fluttered with a nervous jerk;
warilysearching for sustenance,
above the peregrine made a fateful entrance.
The winter harsh and icy cold,
driven...

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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...

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Tremble
by Michael R. Burch
 
Her predatory eye,
the single feral iris,
scans.
 
Her raptor beak,
all jagged sharp-edged thrust,
juts.
 
Her hard talon,
clenched in pinched expectation,
waits.
 
Her clipped wings,
preened...

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Feathers gather on the wing
Sore with precision in their flight
An updraft lifts the beady eyed visitor
A hunt begins on hunger pangs of black
Grows from the...

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falcon circling
toying with
the summer wind



posted on August 2, 2018...

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Four feet, hanging down
Falcon carrying squirrel
Grey tail, red feathers
Blend together in the wind
Death and Life, merging colors...

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I have a little birdie
And we have a little nest
She came up fast
Now with wings so strong
But a true nester
She’ll be the strong

I am the...

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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...

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Pigeons And Falcon

Thousands of pigeons flock to the Vatican
They are not there for Sunday Mass and prayer
But to perform aerial acrobatics
And to produce droppings from...

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As I fly,
miles high,
out across,
the deep blue sky,
I look for prey,
on the forest floor,
as I elegantly soar,
I can spot a hare,
a mile down,
and dive at...

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the perched falcon waits
in bare limbs of forest tree...
a squirrel plays near

the falcon makes move
squirrel in race for its life....
a tree has heart rot

once more...

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Falcon of death
Circling the sky
Contemplating choosing
Which one will die

Unwitting prey
Is spotted below
Which one will die
Only you know

Young or old
All are fair game
Even the strong
Not just...

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