Day 9 of 30 of National Poetry Month at #VerseLove
Dixie Keyes inspires writers to write bird poems today at http://www.ethicalela.com in celebration of National Poetry Month during VerseLove.
Uber Owl
The Great Horned Owl
was an Uber horn in my dream,
the real sound from the
front yard woods
whooo whooo whooo who whoing
in my sleep
to hurry me along.
I woke up, heard the flurry
of feathered friends
kicking up a
cacophonous fuss
and fumbled for my shoes
and phone,
ran out onto the porch
in my pajamas and robe.
Great Horned Owl
was having it out
with a wild turkey
using fowl language
as the songbirds
chattered with joy
ignoring the dispute,
greeting the new day
with no rebuttals.
Isaiah 34:15 ESV
There the owl nests and lays and hatches and gathers her young in her shadow; indeed, there the hawks are gathered, each one with her mate.
Common Threads 
The pairing of the dream and waking worlds makes for an engaging start. The rest—a wild row in the outdoors with fowl language—is a pleasant and meaningful departure from tranquil nature poetry. Appealing, entertaining imagery. As so often from you, truly artful verse.
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