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
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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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The hawk definitely looks woebegone. Great capture with your camera, Dwight!
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It was a really interesting capture. He sat there for at least a minute or more before flying off! I took this a few years ago.
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Lovely photo of a beautiful hawk, Dwight. We see them occasionally, but never this close. I love the poem which sees things thought the hawk’s eyes! ❤
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Thanks Cheryl. I was very lucky to get this shot. He just sat there an posed for me. I was very excited! I often wonder what goes through a birds mind.
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I love hawks. They are starting to come back along with the eagle here in Indiana. Great picture and marvelous poem.
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I see them come by a couple of times a year, but I see them around all the time. Thank you very much!
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I can’t believe you got that beautiful picture. I’ve tried many times, but they are so fast.
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It was amazing. Like a moment frozen in time!
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The click is amazing and the poem from the bird is awesome read.
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting!
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My pleasure 🙂
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The King’s eyes are very knowing Dwight, and your superb finale stirred my imagination…
“do you feel our pain
Or is the lonely soaring life
Your everyday normal”
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It is fun to imagine what these magnificent creatures are thinking. I am so glad it connected with you. Hope all is well!
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Yes they are fascinating to watch. 😊
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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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The feeders are wonderful. They have been great entertainment during Covid. They are such beautiful creatures!
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truly majestic 🙂
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He is a wonderful bird! Thanks!
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Thank you for your comment!
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love your poety Dwight. Somehow they don’t seem related… I mean the bird and the mama./❤️
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Thank you Cindy. Not sure what you mean by the maam??
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oh my eyes are going… I thought his feet with the fur sitcking out was a baby. aye, aye, aye…
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Ha ha ha!! I love it. No, those are very sharp talons!
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Geez… i bet they would be. 🤣.
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An exquisite creature indeed! I would love to have one visit me. Great photo and poem. Hawks must have a deep understanding of the struggle to survive.
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Thank you Ingrid, I was quite honored by his visit. I seem them out in the trees beyond the house from time to time, but I have only seen them land on the deck twice.
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Nicely in tune
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Thanks Derrick!
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Captures the awkwardness and frustrations of the lockdown even though snapped years ago. The feeling of helplessness as experienced now is so apparent, Dwight!
Hank
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Thank you Hank. It just seem to fit our situation so well. Made writing the poem very easy!
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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.
I really loved your philosophical question and comparison to our human experience.
Wonderfully penned, Dwight.
Shabbat Shalom,
David
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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!
Dwight
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Fabulous
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What a great capture! Poetically and photographically. I’ve never seen a hawk with SUCH personality but that you brought him into focus so beautifully. 😀
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He is a gorgeous Hawk! Thank you for your kind words.
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You’re welcome, Dwight. I hope you and he have more moments of communion. How comfortable he looks!
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I was amazed at the same thing. I actually opened the sliding door and carefully stepped out on the deck to take the photo and he just sat there looking at me!
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He knows you, Dwight. He’s been watching you fatten those birds for him day after day! You’re his buddy. 😀
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Ha ha! maybe so! :>)
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Awesome photo and your poem reflects the hawks mood perfectly!
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Thank you Eugenia!
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My pleasure, Dwight!
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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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Thank you Beverly. This is really unusual to see him so close. I think you are right there is a Mrs. Hawk somewhere!
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I love how current this is. I live birds of prey
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Love even
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Aww.. I’m in love with the pic
The poem is fantabulous as well
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Thank you so much! I am glad you enjoyed it.
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My pleasure✨
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Ooh, splendid indeed! You’re lucky to get them come so close to the house. The hawks round here don’t come within a mile of people or houses.
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Just call me the Hawk Whisperer!! LOL I was very lucky to get this shot! I still can hardly believe it!
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It’s a rare one.
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This is absolutely stellar writing, Dwight 😀 He does look majestic! 😍
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Thank you Sanaa! I am honored by your kind comment! What a muse he is…!
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Magnificent! (K)
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The hawk is impressive. That hawk is impressive. I think you rightly and poetically describe and express the bird’s dominance.
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Thank you so much! He was very captivating to me. I was shocked to see him so close! Thank you for your kind comment!
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I’ve only seen them flying, sometimes rather close. I appreciate your sharing something of their life on land.
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I saw one again today eyeing my birds from the trees at the edge of my yard!
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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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And what do they say to you!? Hawks are wonderful birds. He is in the zone on this one! Thanks!
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…. let us hope it’s his every day normal …..i
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Yes!
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Is that a meditation show off 😁 Stay safe 💭🤍
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It looks that way! Trying to gain sympathy!! :>)
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Excellent photo and accompanying poem!!! I have never seen a hawk that close up. The ones in our neck of the woods are very elusive.
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Thank you Liz… I guess our birds are too inviting to pass up. Hopefully he does not catch too many. I think he goes for the doves!
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A magnificent creature, you are so lucky. I love how you gave the hawk a king character & yes, lonely soul too. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you Grace,,, and you are welcome. He seemed to be speaking to me from behind that lonely look!
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What a great photo and writing.
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Thank you so much for your comment!
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I like your conversation with this king, a majestic being.
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Thank you Paul! A great gift at the time
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Indeed
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Soaring in COVID loneliness is something many of us can relate to. The key is to soar. I enjoyed this poem!
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Thank you so much! Yes, rise above the moment and stay engaged! How you are doing well!
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Good morning, my NC writing friend. I’m behaving and writing more than ever (but not as much as you). Are you still working/volunteering?
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Yes, I go two afternoons a week to the Restore. Hope you are doing well!
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“a Covid loneliness” oh my, right in the feels
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He seems just like me! Wondering what next!!
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To live off the flesh from others will indeed make you lonely… maybe there is a sadness in being a carnivore that we forget.
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Wow! You should turn this line into a great poem! I love it. Thanks you. A great metaphor for us humans who feed off of others!
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Amazing photo! I surprised a hawk eating one of my chickens once – I managed to get clawed but unfortunately did not get a photo. Since putting mesh over the chicken coop I haven’t seen them around.
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Wow! did he attack you??
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I picked it up off the chicken without thinking, and only realised what it was when I turned it around to look at it. I had a secure grip on it so I thought I’d take it up to the house to show my husband and get a photo. On the way I got distracted, and didn’t keep it far enough away and it got the claws of one foot embedded into my shoulder… after much yelling my husband came and removed it from my shoulder and let it go.
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Ouch! I know that hurt! What an interesting story!
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