Fay Slimm

Rookie - 102 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

White Spectre Flying. - Poem by Fay Slimm

The forest was dim.
Dusk had set in

A clearing appeared
Dogs' barks sounded weird

Caused him to veer instead.
Old barns lay ahead

He stopped in his track
And whistled dogs back

But to his delight
Barn-owl took to flight

White spectre in dusk
Ghost wings shown thrusting

A blood curdling shriek
Came strident from beak

Dogs took to their heels
But he vowed, with zeal

To return soon to mark
In daylight, not dark

Sans dogs, this same plot.
Soon nestlings he'd spot

Comments about White Spectre Flying. by Fay Slimm

  • (3/10/2009 12:32:00 AM)

    BEAUTIFUL IMAGERY. great going poet, supreme. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/5/2009 2:55:00 PM)

    And what a beautiful sight this must have been Fay...delightful write and a lovely read...thank you...Fi 10+++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2009

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