on frozen tundra
a hare spooked by a shadow
swiftly seeks cover
high on a cliff face
three chicks wait expectantly
a sea eagle nest
for more haiku
Against the wind she flew,
Magnificent golden feathers
slick against a slender body
Sparkling wings pump in
perfect unison
Catching the cold updraft
Lifting her higher and higher
into low-hanging clouds.
A glance at glistening
snow peaks far below,
Telescopic eyesight searches for dark movement against brilliant white.
Hungry, scanning the panorama
carefully,
Remembering the last attempt,
Failed, defeated.
A parent fox too watchful
over its baby.
Finally, a shadow.
A hare traveling swiftly over frozen
landscape.
Golden bird angles her body
quickly to drift lower,
Down, down, out of the
clouds.
Silent glide taking her low
over the unaware hare.
Stretching talons, effective swoop.
Making contact.
Powerful wings pump hard as she rises high again
Into the wind.
Talons clutch tightly into
hare’s bleeding flesh,
She turns easily toward the
distant cliff face
To the nest.
Go with Grace
💛
The power of your words, the dichotomy of living on this beautiful earth... I am hare. I am eagle. I am snow. I am hare. I am fledglings hungry... I am me, here basking in the dance of life that you share Judy. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteAmazing skill, writing! I am entirely impressed.
ReplyDeleteAnd so it ever is. Our lives will have us play out all the various roles here. We must make the best of the moment, and hope that the next moment to come will be better.
ReplyDeletePoignant, powerful, beautiful and true.
ReplyDeletePerspective changes everything - in a heart beat.
What beautifully descriptive poetry. I felt myself sitting in the grass watching in contentment. Happy day to,you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely poem. I wish I could sit and watch the sea eagle nest. Take care! Have a happy day!
ReplyDeleteThe amount of tension you were able to pack in the haiku is unbelievable and so effective. I enjoyed the longer piece, too. But the room the haiku leaves to the imagination make them my favorite.
ReplyDeleteI love your poems, especially the sentence about the hare evokes the image - I can see him run!
ReplyDeleteLove these snapshots of hares and eaglets!
ReplyDeleteVery nice :)
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan