Searing the darkness with senses alive
Leaving phantom trails in the dark
Haunting cries echo the gloaming
Raptor begins to hunt.
Gravely viewing the mission
Talons flex in preparation
Of the inevitable destiny ahead
Silently and swiftly swooping hit.
Oh bird of midnight so concealed
By day, yet divulged at night.
Mystical predator coursing on high
Shrieking your mastery of the sky.
Moonlight covered with dark wing
Ebony streaks across the earth
Splashing the canvas with the precocity
of a brilliant painter.
Written by Camomile
Copyright © 2001 by P. Anderson
All rights reserved.
