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a small black dot
miles above in a dry blue sky
like magic,
all the furry guys
into the security of dark burrows
and it drops, like a suicidal fighter pilot
streaming wild glory
taken by a divine wind
slowing only by significant milliseconds
before diving, crashing, crushing
a heap of brown legs
long ears and soft velvet
invaded by arrow feathers
dagger talons and a shrill scream
Briefly, the huntress glances up
head tilted, curving sharp smirk
outlined in torn flesh and red
large liquid eyes filled with cold,
intelligent regard
An hour from now, the
survivors will emerge
with thoughts
of wild berries
and petals
they’ll delicately tread
around the dark spot
noses twitching at
the scent
of the kill.

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Jade.I.Am This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 28, 2013 at 1:17 pm
Wow. I'm really struck by the rhythm and imagery in this, I like how you gave the bird a personality and made him relatable but still an object of awe. One of your better poems, definitely (:
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