The Tiny Tawny Fledgling

The story of an owlet in five quatrains.

A tiny tawny torso
With tiny tawny eyes.
In tiny tawny cautious flows
The tiny tawny flies.

A tiny tawny heartbeat
With tiny tawny pace;
A tiny tawny look upon
A tiny tawny face.

Tiny tawny feathers
Of tiny tawny brown.
Tiny tawny eyebrows make
A tiny tawny frown.

A tiny tawny tinted breast
So tiny tawny cute.
A tiny tawny voice to call
A tiny tawny hoot.

Two tiny tawny wing tips
For tiny tawny flight
The tiny tender tawny owl
Takes off into the night.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I am a night owl myself, an insomniac. Enjoyed the alliteration here and the imagery of that tiny tawny taking to flight for the first time in the dark night sky. I think kids both little and big will like this piece. Also appreciated the rhyme and flow of your words.

Chris

[Alan S Jeeves]

Hi Chris, thanks for taking a look at 'The Tiny Tawny Fledgling'. A bit of fun here really, although I write lots of nature/countryside themed pieces. I once had a young tawny with me which I had found distressed and not yet able to fly. To my surprise it survived the week or so at my home and then was able to head off on it's own. It was a nice moment when it left. Thanks, also, for the friend invitation - I will be in touch. Kind regards, Alan