Hawk, menacing black V,
Soars higher in the sky, black shape dangling in talons.
Black squiggle wiggles and squeals,
Dragging bird down, nearer ground, .
Shape shifting to a puppy,
seized by talons of a bird of prey,
From the rubbish tip where he'd been at play,
Rolling in grease a café threw away.
One final desperate slippery squirm and he falls free,
Plummeting to ground like a rubber ball, bouncing as he lands.
The angry predator, flapping wings, soars away
In search of easier prey.
An amazed young girl,
Senses in a whirl,
Cuddles the yelping puppy from the skies,
Giving thanks to god for her gift from above.
(17 May 2012)
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