Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
a daily cross road...well caught, by the hawk :)wishes, devika
oh, i just noticed the change in the note, Magyar...and i must say, i've often seen your observation and seldom thought otherwise, infact i came to say...that i read "seeks" as "sees" in the first instant...and hence the comment went so :)regards, devika
crossroads bring change, the view is clearer for hunting on the bare branches
It's the circles of life...literally. We had a hawk stop by the garden the other day. Three crows soon made his visit unbearable. I wished I'd had my camera, but it was wet and foggy. So instead I just got to enjoy the moment.
It is a time of crossing over, ypur poem acknowledges this.
We had a hawk swoop down and snatch up a squirrel. Awful ending to that little guys life.
The imagery you present is always so vivid. Another fine one, Doug! :) I hope you are doing well these days.Sincerely,Kristin
nice one Mjohn
intriguing and not just a little bit shadowy...love it!
Intriguing imagery, Magyar...
love your Haiku,they are cute.
Very deep,it reminds me of a quote in "Hagakure",To quote_According to what one of the elders said, taking an enemy on the battlefield, is like a hawk taking a bird...even though it enters into the midst of a thousand of them, it gives no attention to any bird other than the one it has first marked.
__DEV... as always, you too -see- other things.__DIANE, and of course, -our- crossroads demand -our- decisions.__K, I love watching all wild things, their instincts... and intellects beyond any credit we've given them.__SANDY, the round-abouts, "which way do I go?"__CINDY, I understand; the kindness and cruelty... of a natural world.__KRISTIN... so good to see you, and my echoed wishes to you!__JOHN, old friend, thanks, and so too, to you FRANK!__Yes LL, no shadows here!__Welcome JINGLE!__Ah yes BB! We must never loose the sight of our goals!...I thank you all! _m
You always portray the essence of wildlife with unusual understanding - excellent M.
One day while I was playing golf, the strangest thing happened to me--a thing that I will remember forever. I was standing on a tee box, waiting to take my turn, when a large hawk flew over my head and out in front of me. For several seconds I became the hawk. I could feel feathers ruffling in the wind, and I could feel myself trying to keep balanced and aloft. It was the strangest sensation I have ever had. I have seen many hawks since that day, and have watched them closely, but I have never been able to replicate that feeling again.
__Janice... always such a full complement when you comment! Thank you! _m__Judie... I love that moment's discovey you had had. That magic of assumption that makes you what you see. Great !! _m
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