My Lady Hawk (Poem-A-Day 29)

My Lady HawkThe final Two-for-Tuesday prompt for this month is:

  • Write a realism poem. A poem that is rooted in the real world. Or…
  • Write a magical poem. A poem that incorporates magical or fantastical elements.

Or write like Gabriel Garcia Marquez and do both!


My Lady Hawk

I keep binoculars near my window
To observe the neighborhood birds

A red tailed hawk alit
In the pine just outside
The branch her throne

I took a closer look with my optics
She wore magnificent speckles
A terrible intelligence in her eyes
Which looked directly into mine
My mouth fell open dumbfounded
As her beak relaxed

I wondered what it must be like
With slow clumsy limbs
Bulky soft body topped
With a lump of a head
Fleshy nose on a flat face
Foggy eyes muddled mind

Poor creatures
Forever trapped on the ground
As I dance with the wind

About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.
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