"When dawn spreads its paintbrush on the plain, spilling purple... ," Sons of the Pioneers theme for TV show "Wagon Train." Dawn on the mythic Santa Fe Trail, New Mexico, looking toward Raton from Cimarron. -- Clarkphoto. A curmudgeon artist's musings melding metaphors and journalism, for readers in more than 150 countries.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Out of the corner of my eye...

Out of the corner of my eye
I saw it plunge
out of the morning sky
toward the rooftops.
At the last second
it swooped upward,
swerving toward the trees.
Landing gear extended,
flaps down on gray wings,
 tail twisting for control.
Mississippi Kite "landing"
on a branch of a dead tree,
breakfast in its mouth.

"Landing" is such an ordinary
word for nature's ballet.

1 comment:

  1. I love this poem! I could see the whole event in your vivid verse. It swoops and dives with the bird that inspired it - and lands just where it should have!!!


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