The Wind F****r

The Wind F****r;

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The wind f****r

pounds the sky

the clouds

the terror of voles

amplified, as

the wind f****r

blocks out the sun

The wind f****r

flies high

                hovers

waits,

albatross shadow

drowning the ground

a rustle of leaves

magnified sound

the winged m**********r

bullet sleek and silent

wings beat a sublime, savage beat

the f****r of winds

will eat tonight, 

( lost children, in the morn, )

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

Hmmmm! I can picture this as easily as anything I have read. The raptor hovering then suddenly diving on the prey. Dinner tonight indeed.
We have been quite successful in our area in re-populating Peregrine falcons.

Birds of prey ... majestic but deadly ... do not let your teacup poodle out to pee.

[gram linski]

hey, ted, how you keeping man, thanks for taking the time to read and enjoy, aye birds of prey are fascinating, a passion of mine, haha I can see how the teacup poodle could have a problem, thanks for reviewing take care,

[Ted Kniffen]

All is well Gram ... so far.

[barleygirl]

My cabin sits on a bluff overlooking a creek choked with trees & the wind fuckers are always soaring over & dive-bombing . . . my constant show from my kitchen table. I thank them for keeping rodents from my garden (((HUGS)))

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i see this as an analogy of a terrible disease ravaging kids....'
and we just have no defense...
j.

[gram linski]

ah, haha, sorry, j. I recently found out that wind f****r in ye olde English was the name for a kestrel, and the poetry bubbles just sort of popped, but thanks again for your continued support, it really does mean a lot,