Bird Of Prey Poem by Angela Wybrow

Angela Wybrow

Salisbury, Wilts, UK

Bird Of Prey



I stand on my doorstep with upturned face,
Watching this creature of beauty and grace.
Upon currents of air, he effortlessly rides;
Circling round, he flaps and then glides.

He floats through the air, not making a sound,
Keeping two beady eyes glued to the ground.
Without a doubt, he is among the great kings;
And, panic among the masses, his presence brings.

This regal bird commands such great respect.
On his menu, smaller birds hope they're not next.
With outstretched wings, he glides with great ease,
Cutting like a sharp knife through the chill breeze.

He is a bird full of power and might,
And really makes a majestical sight.
Having investigated fully our piece of the skies,
Off over the rooftops, he soon lazily flies.

Thursday, February 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,wildlife
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wahab Abdul 09 February 2017

well constructed and well expressed.

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Angela Wybrow

Salisbury, Wilts, UK
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