In Motion: Bellingham, Poetry, San Juan Islands, Ted Talks

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Friday, October 28, 2011

Poetry: Midnight Banshees


Midnight Banshees

Murder of crows
chase a raider owl
who clutches a black feathered
baby in it's claws

They howl behind the homes
racing down back streets
Caws want justice while
talons extinguish life!

The Race of the Midnight Banshees;
hunters compete with guardians
Foul eating foul
The fittest, the quickest
will feed-
only defeated by numbers




**Footnote:  for months I heard this strange screaming behind my home in the middle of the night.  The sound moving down the alleys, through the park and back~ too quick to be human.  A local bird lover told me it was crows chasing an owl.  The owls feed at night when the crows sleep, stealing the babies out of their nest.  Never have I heard such a horrific sound!

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