The Shrike Poem by Gert Strydom

The Shrike



I am astonished with the shrike
where on the fence and a pole
it hangs its prey and a lizard and a small snake
and later to eat do land with slapping wings.

© Gert Strydom

Sunday, December 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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