The King

Fearsome and beautiful you sit on my rail

Letting me know you are the king

Birds disappeared on arrival

No lunch from my feeder today

As you contemplate your next move

Your eyes hold a Covid loneliness

One of isolation and sadness

Exquisite creature, do you feel our pain

Or is the lonely soaring life

Your everyday normal


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Today at d’Verse, Grace asked us to us personification in our poem. Hawks are such magnificent creatures. I love when they come and visit me from time to time. This one was much closer than most, asserting his dominance of the territory perched next to my bird feeder. I can almost tell what he is thinking as he rests on my deck rail.

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87 thoughts on “The King

  1. Impressive Dwight, he totally trusts you or he would never come so close!

    I see an eagle soaring about but he doesn’t perch anywhere I can get a photo … maybe I need a feeder but there is far too much natural prey around for them to come near that.

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  2. My Dad used to have a birdfeeder and loved to take photographs of all sorts of animals – he was never without his trusty camera wherever he went.

    Or is the lonely soaring life
    Your everyday normal

    I really loved your philosophical question and comparison to our human experience.

    Wonderfully penned, Dwight.

    Shabbat Shalom,

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    • Thank you so much for you thoughtful analysis and comments. I seem them sitting on the power line from time to time. They don;t seem to have much social life!! I am sure your dad got some great photos. .
      Peaceful Sabboth to you as well!

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  3. What a cheeky fellow to come so close, and what a treat to be able to see him there. A mass exodus from the bird-feeders usually announced his arrival. He does always seem so alone, but surely there’s a missus hawk somewhere!

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  4. Such birdies are so regal and awe-inspiring! I’m bowing to the King. 🙂
    But, oh, he looks a bit perplexed.
    Wonderful poem, Dwight!
    I’ve wondered, too, especially the past year if the animals and birds have noticed a difference in the world. Those that have kept coming to our house are getting fed. 🙂 Two HUGE ravens enjoying the backyard food this a.m. 🙂 I talk to them. Of all the birds, they are ones who will talk back. 🙂
    (((HUGS))) 🙂

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