Talons
an acrostic poem
Swooping silently,
intent on capturing prey.
Long-winged descent on
evolved tips (as comb-like feathers cancel noise).
Non-suspecting mice scurry…
caught by talons, long and sharp; torn apart by owl, who, on
evening branch of yonder pine, preens and prepares to hunt once more.
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Heather Scott
Writing, to keep my sanity and make some sense of the world, while keeping watch over my five children as a single parent.
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