Mark Dillon Poems
- The Owl And The Fieldmouse The owl ventured out from his barn...
- War All across the twilight haze A million stars twinkle and...
- The Love Mine I went into the love mine searching for some ...
- A Silent Wish While driving people to and fro' as through ...
- Please, Just Listen To Me. All the lessons I've learned and...
- Natures Bounty Silently the winter nights creep in. The ...
- Sunday Funday Sunday's here, I'll have a lie-in. No hurry or...
Born in Dublin.Raised on the curragh Camp, Co Kildare.
Lived in Kildare town most of my life and raised family there.Had a career in the army as had my Father and 3 of my brothers, I retired in 2002 and worked and traveled a bit then went back to college and studied audio/visual media and graduated in 2009 with an hons deg BOA A.V MEDIA. Was involved with local drama group for some time and ... more »
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The Owl And The Fieldmouse
The owl ventured out from his barn perch
to search the forest floor.
To get some fresh air and exercise
and some fresh food for to score.
When all at once he saw a mouse
who looked just like the winner.
Thinking if he acted swiftly enough.
He would have his dinner.
The mouse was foraging near his home
amongst the leaves and clutter.
But then he saw the shadow appear
and heard the feathers flutter.
He knew right then to make his escape,
that he must keep his cool.
And foil the owls stealthy attack
and make him look the fool.
The owl came ...