Sunday, August 17, 2014

Hawk

A high-pitched screech announces
That the hawk is close at hand.
Whatever he is saying,
Other hawks must understand.

For me, I'm satisfied to hear
That plaintive, jarring screech,
Despite the fact its meaning,
For a human's, out of reach.

No matter if he's circling
Or swooping to a tree,
His neighborly communication's
Good enough for me.

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