She is quite the Mistress of the air, synchronize swimming where Eagles dare-stare, no need for landing batons or clearance, she has her own flare.
She wraiths the hapless night and the brilliance of day, rakes the sky, knowing her beauty laid, showcased on big screenery-
rewards God with a show bow and cloud kiss of why His All Knowingness plays, ~The Mistress (proud)
Kestrel holds on the gloved hand, releases
flies away, faces wind
dives, catches his small prey
03/12/23
Contest: Writing Challenge 'K' Words
Sponsor: Constance La France
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Sailing up and down the sky
Hovering over the moist heathers
Soaring and sliding high
Dawning grey and brown feathers.
Spreading her wings with expertise
Unfurling her stripped tail,
She glides through the wind with ease
Looking as light as the dancing gale.
A descendant of voracious predators
She dives sharp down to her prey,
She possesses the vitality of deadly raptors
There is no chance of her catch getting away.
She nests in aspens at the edge of a meadow
You can find her in the marshlands,
She may also be at the swamp out your window
But it is the open wild that she demands.
12th March 2023
Contest: Writing Challenge K words
Sponsored by Constance La France
What seems an impossible feat
of forte and noble resolve
to boldly face the bitter gale,
a smallish bird feathers the wind.
His wildly beating wings afford
what seems an impossible feat
of willfulness against his foe,
as he hunts for suitable prey.
He hovers so he can find his
preferred meal scuttling around in
what seems an impossible feat
to escape the eyes of the bird.
Such beauty in nature is rare
and one should be awed by the sight
of the kestrel’s stamina in
what seems an impossible feat.
Corn is harvested and hay neatly bailed
Indian summer hovers over field
Wind frolicker dived smoothly then impaled
Unwary creature who was unconcealed.
Small bird of prey with beautiful feathers
Keen-eyed Kestrel looking for easy prey
Golden autumn simmers perfect weather
Mammals scatter in rush to get away
Kestrel is focused gliding back and forth
Harvested field's microcosm of zest
Onlooker gripped by sadness and remorse
But Nature as always ever knows best.
Kestrel is formidable bird of prey
Wind frolickers will always 'seize the day'.
'K' Words
Poetry Contest
Chosen Word: Kestrel
Sponsored
by:
Constance La France
10/03/2023
Pixabay Image by: VanZonneveld
He is a boy with orange hair
And more freckles than pride.
He is a boy with his eyes on his feet-
He glows the light that others reflect.
She is a girl with accusation in her eyes
And more regrets than confidence.
She is a girl with her face to the sun-
She steals the warmth that others emit.
His is a world filled with locked doors
That he has the keys to.
His is a world that never stops moving-
It tries to keep up with him.
Hers is a world filled with empty boxes
That she’s already searched.
Hers is a world that claws and bites-
It defends itself against her.
His wings are small and fluttering-
They take him South for the Winter.
He sings a charming song
And revels in the world.
Her wings are strong and wild-
They carry her through the Stormclouds.
She screams a hunter’s anthem
And contradicts the world.
Kestrel
Focused falcon
Honed huntress hovering
Adjusts; stoops; lands; dispatches
Raptorial
Hovering silently above the sunkissed field
she stalks her prey, tail adjusting movement
then swoops effortlessly towards the unconcealed
Field mouse has no idea, life`s about to sieze
with eyes transfixed, claws outgasped
she swoops down,not a breeze
Her prey is caught,off back to her nest
four newly born chicks await
because food,nutrition is what she does best
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