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Owl

Poem By Barry Middleton

Big psychotic eyes and vicious beak,
you convey terror to the lesser species.

Feathers askance like a professor's hair,
affected garb in drab shades of tweed.

A countenance resonating superiority
brings fear and obedience to the forest.

The peonage of mice and mute frogs
hear Armageddon in your question.

Who, is all you say. Who will it be?
Shadowy creatures find their burrows.

I alone stand tall in the frightened night.
Unafraid I face your pompous glare.

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most perfect poem I have read abut an Owl, well done and thanks for sharing with us/10++
wonderful imagery of an owl. nice poem. i really loved it.
Nice words. I felt a relation with the political oppression and struggles. It seemed like, when others are being a puppet to the leaders, you were strong enough to act as a barricade. Overcoming fears are stressed here. Owl always represents out righteousness.
Picture perfect portrayal dedicated to this nocturnal winged beauty. Not so easy. Thanks. I alone stand tall in the frightened night. Unafraid I face your pompous glare.
This is awesome Barry! I love the range in your writing. We have owls in our yard- and when I hear them hunting, I always think twice... well done.


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