A Hunter Bold Poem by Ernestine Northover

A Hunter Bold

Rating: 4.7


An owl, in his solitary state,
Sits motionless and yet,
He's watching with an expert eye,
For the arrival of sunset.

Throughout the night he'll hunt for food,
Swift and silently he flies,
Beneath the branches thick with leaves,
And then across the moonlit skies.

He is a very wise old bird,
Content to sit and wait,
For creatures scurrying in the undergrowth,
Something tasty for his supper plate.

With saucer feathered eyes, and a mottled breast,
He reigns, in his patch, supreme,
A dream in flight, a hunter bold,
A schemer with a cunning scheme.

© Ernestine Northover

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Steve Hagget 14 September 2006

Patient energy... I love this poem Ernestine - you have such a talent for capturing the moment and the image... Steve

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Catastrophe King 06 August 2006

I loved this one for its imagery, and the expressions used are just at the right places. You are a very talented lady!

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Sylvia Spencer 24 March 2006

Another gift to my owl collection, a perfect poem for a perfect bird of prey. cheers Sylvie

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Theresa Rayman 24 March 2006

Ernestine, We have some land, woods that my husband hunt deer on. For the longest time in an old tree the was a very large, grumpy Owl. This poem reminds me of him (or her-we couln't tell) He would follow you with his eyes and could turn his head all the way around. We never found out what happened to him, probably found new territory. This is a wonderful piece filled with beauty and imagery. Thank you for sharing it! Blessings- TGR-(Theresa)

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Duncan Wyllie 24 January 2006

Wow! Ernestine. This plays on the imagination I could almost see it Many Thanks Love Duncan

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Abderrahmane Dakir 29 December 2015

I enjoyed reading this great poem. Thank you for sharing this example of bold animal.

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Stone Granite 16 June 2008

You’ve done this great predator such justice. Through your rich and strong words, the owl soars high. Simply wonderful.

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David Desantis 06 May 2008

'a schemer with a cunning scheme'. I have to remember that one! Excellent, a perfect ode to a wise predator. loved it.

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Andrew Blakemore 27 February 2008

The owl is a beautiful bird as is your poem, well written. Andrew x

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Ivor Hogg 08 August 2007

My daughter collects owls. My personal favourite is the barn owl who moves on silent feathered wings like a ghost You words capture the spirit of the bird

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