Gwen Harwood
Taringa, Queensland
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Barn Owl

Rating: 3.7
Daybreak: the household slept.
I rose, blessed by the sun.
A horny fiend, I crept
out with my father's gun.
Let him dream of a child
obedient, angel-mind-

old no-sayer, robbed of power
by sleep. I knew my prize
who swooped home at this hour
with day-light riddled eyes
to his place on a high beam
in our old stables, to dream

light's useless time away.
I stood, holding my breath,
in urine-scented hay,
master of life and death,
a wisp-haired judge whose law
would punish beak and claw.

My first shot struck. He swayed,
ruined, beating his only
wing, as I watched, afraid
by the fallen gun, a lonely
child who believed death clean
and final, not this obscene

bundle of stuff that dropped,
and dribbled through the loose straw
tangling in bowels, and hopped
blindly closer. I saw
those eyes that did not see
mirror my cruelty

while the wrecked thing that could
not bear the light nor hide
hobbled in its own blood.
My father reached my side,
gave me the fallen gun.
'End what you have begun.'

I fired. The blank eyes shone
once into mine, and slept.
I leaned my head upon
my father's arm, and wept,
owl blind in early sun
for what I had begun
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COMMENTS
Adolf Eichmen 13 February 2021
Dieses Gedicht symbolisiert perfekt die Ansichten der Nazis und des Großdeutschen Reiches. Unser Führer befürwortet dieses Gedicht über die Massenverteilung für den Konsum durch das deutsche Volk. Sieg Heil!
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Adolf Eichmen 13 February 2021
Dieses Gedicht symbolisiert perfekt die Ansichten der Nazis und des Großdeutschen Reiches. Unser Führer befürwortet dieses Gedicht über die Massenverteilung für den Konsum durch das deutsche Volk. Sieg Heil!
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OwlKiller69 03 February 2021
Lovely poem
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''fweawe 20 October 2020
< id3qweca awed teawieojafiojew
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dr ifew 20 October 2020
absolute banger of a poem
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Dr Antony Theodore 31 July 2020
The blank eyes shone once into mine, and slept. I leaned my head upon my father's arm, and wept, very nice poem. tony
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Mk.2 Griefer 09 June 2020
Who tf shoots an owl bro. What a psycho. you gotta chew it first.
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Mike Litoris 22 March 2020
My goodness, this poem is as useful as Bashcam's left turtle lobster neck.
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BBW_Licker 22 March 2020
that owl thicc asf..... I wanna put my worm inside its mouth, and feel its beak wrap around it. I wanna eat its feathery testicles, and spit out the residue it leaves. I wanna pull out its tail feathers, and stick em up my orifices, before shooting him in the face, because nobody else should experience the pleasure I did.
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DADDY OWL 22 March 2020
yes very nice i laav it so much isnt it boys
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BBW_Licker 26 May 2020
Oi nah fam who wants smoke. Who tf has the AUDACITY to report my comment bruv. I poured out my heart and soul into that comment, and you lot are tryna get it taken down. These Nibbas praying on my downfall. Dont make me call up the mandem and shoot up yo baby mamas house, innit.
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MUNCHER 22 March 2020
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