If I Were a Hawk

We have a hawk that sits on the wire at the entrance to our community. He seems unphased by our commings and goings. He has a huge field behind him that helps sustain him. He is a really beautiful creature.  I wrote this poem and submitted it to be considered in the upcoming anthology at Old Mountain Press. The theme is Come Fly with Me. Hopefully it will fit in to the new collection of poems and Flash Fiction. Tom Davis, the editor, does a really great job putting these together. If you would like to read some of the past anthologies, they are on Amazon Kindle. Look up Tom Davis to get his books.

If I were a Hawk

Perched on the power line

Watching cars come and go

X-ray vision scanning the field

Seeing every tiny movement

Deciding on my daily menu

Would you come sit with me

If I were a Hawk

Rising from the wire

Soaring to new heights

Spreading my wings on the wind

Feeling its power rising beneath

Concentric circles in time and space

Would you come rise with me

If I were a Hawk

Riding unseen currents

A Floating Free Spirit on updrafts

Surveying my kingdom

Horizons unlimited

As far as the eye can see

Would you come fly with me

Pbotos: Dwight L. Roth

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