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Dance of the Falcon

By Trish MacQueen

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

The Falcon soars endlessly over the land Drifting forever higher and higher Upon a thermal, rising high into the sky As his eyes searched the ground below. Round and round, higher and higherl Watching for movement on the ground Higher and higher until appearing a speck A tiny spot amidst billowing clouds. Alert to all movement around him Seeking action so far down Suddenly he finds it, a movement From the ground as it rushes towards him. The air rushes past him as his feathers Slam back against his falling body And his sharp talons reach out To scoop the unsuspecting victim. His eyes follow every movement As the ground bounces up to meet him He releases a screech, slowing his dive Before grasping his struggling prey With a mighty flap of his powerful wings They lift off again streaking into the sky The struggle continues a few moments longer One squeeze and its over, death has come.Like life and death...survival is a matter of timing and luck. Written April 15th, 2002 © on Apr 15 2002 01:56 PM PST   0 • 13

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